Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wait till I tell Jed.
I had to melt these rascals down, shell and all.
She had that thing in gear.
You mean you're gonna charge money to a poor old widow for picking her up and fetching her home?
Mr. Clownford.
Yeah, it's nice.
Say, you got some hot mustard I could smear on that?
Lady, that's my business.
I was just getting going good.
He just brung me clean from town.
Say, this is an extra big one, Ellie.
Look, I'm sure you're all harmless, but I gotta find the doctor in charge of this place and tell him that somebody left the gate open and two beauties got out.
Oh, Granny, you know good and well you wouldn't really shoot nobody with this.
Oh boy, this has got to be the Beverly Hills Funny Farm.
Just a minute.
Well, all right, whatever you say.
Goodbye.
Excuse me, Chief.
That's just what he said.
It's got sorghum in it, too.
But lady, what about the fare?
Who needs it?
Come on, fellas.