Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am plum ashamed of you.

Maybe he'll be getting a buggy.

Here's your horse and buggy.

You said she wanted one.

Listen, you can retrieve Lady Belle.

This beats riding in that limousine, don't it?

This will give you that extra gold powder.

I'm awful old, Jed.

Now, Betty, I'm warning you.

Go ahead and eat.

Granny, I want to take her back where I bought her.

Every once in a while, we'd meet up, me and my buggy and her and her, and maybe have a little friendly race.

Mr. Dry Deal, this buggy racing is something Granny's had in her craw for 30 years now, and ain't none of us gonna get no peace or quiet around here till she's shed of it.

I'm wondering what happened to all the lanterns.

We're near race time, where are you?

Have you ever listened to me?

Miss Drysair and me's gonna have some first-class races.

Jed, if you and Granny don't quit talking so loud, you're going to wake Granny.

Satisfell, take your shoes off.

Well, let's hurry up there and grab Lady Belle.