Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, Pearl says there's going to be a brand new picture from Hollywood called, uh, Ben-Hur.

Yeah, that's right.

You went to smoke a possum.

Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed.

You heard what I said.

Get up off your knees.

Freda, you hadn't ought to have took Jethro's hat.

Oh, you want to get that candy?

When I say get, you get.

I can't fight a woman's tears.

I was going to offer him my spare room.

What spare room, Ma?

Without getting her married to Mr. Brewster.

I was driving down the road and a great big eagle took it right out of my lap.

Now, the only spare room I know of around here is over to your house, Pearl.

Oil Company, fought because of Ted Swamp, Mr. John Brewster.

Yeah, they stretched the truth a little too.

Somebody better help Ellie Mae hang on to her blankets, because that rascal just flew in her window.

He finished the cabin in the morning, went to town, found a girl, courted her, married her, and carried her across that doorstep all before sundown.

That is, if you don't mind, it's been to war once or twice before.

And you can wear that beautiful mink coat on your honeymoon.