Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I will race with Granny if you will get the clampets out of Beverly Hills.
That's it.
By the time Granny's through making breakfast, we can be done painting these wheels.
Yes, sir.
Where's the horse?
Ninedale, I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I see lightning and I see Granny, but look!
Lady Belle likes it here just fine.
You name it.
That must be the horse Granny got to replace Lady Belle.
Gee, I wish I'd have known you wanted it.
All right, all right.
He was hanging on so hard that his knuckles turned white.
I'll get the other side.
Oh, I think I do.
You like her, huh?
Wait, please.
And later on, you can take the reins.
If you race with Granny and beat her, I'll see that the crampons move.
Well, it doesn't take an expert to see that she's a real champion.
She ain't that bad.