Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're taking care of her, are you?
It's wonderful.
I just wrote, it didn't fit me for a man to be in a woman's bedroom.
I'll get a rope, throw it over that limb, hoist you up to the window.
Last time Granny used a sobering up mash, set a new record.
Who's that?
She took some ash and he seen her jump.
Surprise?
Open the window.
But you needn't waste time driving into town.
To see those doctors.
Appears to me like Mr. Dry Jail's got two drinkers on his hands.
The chauffeur had to help me get her into the car.
I'm leaving immediately.
Get in big!
No, no, no, no.
I love you too, Milburn.
Yeah, Pa.
Dreadful.
That's the way.
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.
Reckon that ought to do it.
I think I got it figured out, Granny.
Get him in through the gate.