Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The first thing you gotta do is sit down here and get your hair cut.
Oil, that is.
Come, fair maiden, and I shall sing of your golden tresses, and your azure eyes, and your skin of alabaster, and your other charms that set me aflame.
The Beverly Hillbilly.
Granny's love charm is too strong!
I'll speak you now to mighty Caesar.
Sounds like you've done the right thing.
Said, California is the place you ought to be.
Set a spell.
Black gold.
Open the pouch, you might.
You're scared, ain't you?
What a charming contradiction.
Yes, I am becoming emotionally involved!
Yes, sir.
Here I come, ready or not.
Now, when I drop this starch and powder in it, quick, close it, press it to your heart, and say, darling, darling, my true love,
Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.
Mother, you will not call the police.
She's almost 18.
And Mumsy will call the police.
That good?
You are so refreshing after all those intellectual types of Basser and Wellesley.
For the first time in my life, somebody really needs me.
Well, this is just a lot of doggone nonsense.
It's bigger than both of us!