Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why, don't he eat that good at home?
This is not a Confederate uniform.
Where shall I set it up?
That makes no difference.
Ain't gonna be much sport to shoot, Jethro.
Now remove your hand and lead me to Master Armstrong.
Jed Thoreau, Armstrong's here.
Acid pills.
You're not to get excited.
I don't want to tangle with no soldier in the Confederate grade.
They come at me like you fixin' to hurt me.
Excuse me.
Look, Mr. Drysdale.
When the cork starts bobbing around in the water, then you know that a fish is nosing around the bait.
Now, what is it?
Well, don't you miss your ma and pa?
Did you have a good swim?
Wilkins, I'm not going home.
I'm afraid, Jethro.
Master Armstrong is under the care of several specialists.
Yes, sir.