Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No bigger in a minute than Scrappy the Banyan.

You want to marry up with a boy that's got an acre of rocks, you should at least have him cut and pile up into a fine palace like this one.

Now, uh, I guess we're all in.

Jed Clampett's a fair man.

Come on, boy, let's start talking about this wedding.

That ought to clear it up.

He's honorable.

Roof needed patchin', well caved in had to be dug out, mule needin' chewin', lots of little things like that.

You got the phone in your hand.

I sure do love my wedding presents from the Clampett's pile, don't you?

And here are madame's lovely necklace and earrings.

Fetch in there another wedding present I give you.

Just ask her if she wants to sell them.

As near as I can sort out the tells and the tolds, I think I can promise.

Love letters wrote by your Jethro to my Isabel.

spoke like a true hill man.

Ain't gonna be no wedding, Granny.

You having a pretty, sweet, innocent young daughter of your own, you might just anger her up to the point where you'd hurt that boy.

Come on, Ellie, we'll make a pot of coffee.

Oh, let me think.

You just think on it for a while.

Why, you'd be better off marrying that male plant.

I got all dressed up to have a wedding dance.

Jethro done got the notion.

We'll soon find out.

I'm in trouble with a lot of women.