Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Throw it in the pile and I'll take these up to your room.

Well, why don't you stay here and visit with Miss Jane?

I'm gonna beat you up and throw you in the cement pump!

I'm glad, because I got pretty night $30 sold into the lining of my suit.

I'll take full responsibility.

Oh, but you are.

Open the door and let the groom in.

I guarantee it.

Where are we going?

Tell everybody in the parlor, I'll fix some cold cider.

Shucks, we'll buy you some.

Sounded more like Granny, but I don't know what she be shooting at.

Well, no, Luke, that ain't thunder.

Her secret love, Mr. Ideal.

It's Luke Short's boy.

Good hunting, Miss Jane.

Not with Granny around, I can't.

Now, Granny, you scour the country out back of the house, and I'll cover the other direction.

Well, let's start by getting her out of that dress.

Just over to the sofa.

Hey, Ellie, them biscuits you made this morning was just great.

We wasn't doing too good, Miss Jane.

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

Here, Miss Jane, now just shoot the skillet.

Fulfill your destiny.

I'm going to beat him up and throw him in the pond.

But we've got to get Ellie out of this somehow.

I got a awful wallop.