Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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