Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Call me C.B., ma'am.
No, that's your white jacket, Lester.
I just did 30 lengths of the pool, and it's wonderful.
Farewell, Uncle Bill, see you in the morning.
And it was good, huh?
I said to turn out them lights.
Is this my red jacket?
Cut.
We can wear our white coats.
Just a minute.
No, we won't.
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, the poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed.
I'm the director.
No, I don't.
I done chopped a whole cord.
No, Lester.
Gladys boiled it.
Like she don't know it, but I've arranged for Jethro to direct her.
They's home folks.
I wouldn't know.
Remember, C.B., I'm counting on you to direct every move Gladys makes.
Thanks.
Why so gloomy, dear boy?
But now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.
Gladys...
He must be up.
Has anybody seen the honeymooner this morning?
DuBonis, speaking.
I can't believe Lester would do this.
And throw some water in our director.
Yes, ma'am.