Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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