Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna get out every pot and pan in this here kitchen, and I'm gonna whoop up the dog-goldiest meal anybody ever tasted.
Well, I thought he was on a world cruise.
Well, so am I. Poor Granny's gonna be like a mule kicked to her.
Miss Jane just called to see if he got the invite.
Jolly good, but a word of caution.
Well, the Clampetts won't be able to have dinner with us on your yacht.
You did.
We'll be happy to come, just say when.
I'm packing for Moose Jaw, Alaska.
It was a sad... Pop, did you throw any golf your word about Granny?
This fine young fella here is my nephew, Jethro.
Bless you, my girl.
Sounds marvelous.
Thank you, Mr. Klamath.
We don't care what Granny don't allow.
Dinner in the billiard room, this is priceless.
I'll be right in April.
Oh, good boy, good boy.
Don't call them.
He's a millionaire's millionaire.
Mr. Clampett?
Surely you're exaggerating the situation.
Oil, that is.
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.