Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've come to take you home.
Granny, I reckon you better cut that tonic a little more for city folks.
Where?
Your husband.
How about Humphrey?
Thank you.
Oh, would you, Jethro?
Don't blame me, Granny.
Well, yes, I did, and I didn't realize until I came here how very much I need someone to take his place.
Here's the information you'll need on my Swiss bank.
Oh, boy, I hope he says yes.
He grabbed his wife and kissed her.
Oh, I'd be delighted.
It'd have done been hitched in honeymoon.
Now, Jed, I ain't been feeling well lately.
No, no, don't fling him!
I'm only human.
Ellie Mae, look out!
That was the new Humphrey.
We will not tell your Uncle Jed.
Now, you and Ellie take him into the pantry and wash him out good with my lye soap.
She's in the bar getting proposed to.
It ain't the peach I'm worried about.
Goodbye.
Get ready, kid.
But she... Give me a name like Ford, Getty, Morgan, Clampett.
This is pretty near as good as being a knight.
I just hope I can bring it off without hurting the boy.
The peach has done been picked.