Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Because you've been sort of cranky.
I thought I told you to take those papers to Mr. Crawford.
That's what I think of all this debris, you loutish hillbilly.
You know this is a sham?
Chief, how can you cheer for that creature?
I got two heifers.
I sure hope she never turns mean.
Rolling around wrestling with your neighbor.
Aren't you going to call the police?
Referee Jane LaBelle is in the ring, and any moment now, our two female gladiator, uh, uh, uh, those booze and catcalls can mean only one thing, as here she comes, the beast of being time, Miss Mean Herself, the bustin' strong girl.
Come on, Boston.
They've probably been rehearsing for weeks.
Poor child.
That's her.
You better help me talk her out of this, Ellie.
You hear that?
You all go on to bed.
Don't come back now, dear.
Cranky?
Could it be her mother?