Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's a private home, all right.
This week you're gonna be cooped up.
Uh, no.
And when I asked for my fare, she chased me out with a shotgun!
Granny driving?
Your name?
Spunky little fella, you couldn't get me out of that traffic for money.
Why would she want to get away?
Make it easier for her to get away.
Say, what happened to the lady that just came in?
That's 6.30.
Hey, you the rascal that was smooth-talking Granny and tried to get her to the fair so you could fill her full of cotton candy and soda pop.
It's none of my business, but shouldn't somebody go along to keep an eye on those two?
I spoke to the captain.
Thank you.
I'd just like to see your license, please.
Never mind the Gettysburg address.
Relax, Mr. Drysdale.
Keep the change.
Oh, hi.
No, thanks.
Thanks, I'm glad you told me.