Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Love that bear.
I don't know whether he asked me to get married or to go fishing.
Bait bucket.
Bold rascal.
He promised to make us stars.
And those are just from the women.
Not like this.
Folks here at the bank sure must think the world of you.
No, why do you ask?
Well, listen, Granny, we'll have to talk about that after you get here.
Oh, Fairchild?
Oh, this is for Jethro from Billy Joe Bradley.
Yeah.
I let them celebrate with their families.
Yeah.
You're right, they love me.
Come on, Red Rider.
Takes a bit right in his teeth, don't he?
Let me ask you a question, Sam.
That's my fella.
Well, is Mr. Drysdale going to take care of my critters like he done Thanksgiving?
Fairchild wouldn't do that?
I refuse to commercialize Christmas just to kowtow to my pampered employees.
They demanded the full day off Christmas.
And Mr. Drysdale says that's where I'll be if I show my face up there.
Well, why don't you do a little fishing on the telephone?
Should I bring something old, and something new, and something buried, and something blue?
Texas tea.
Oh, Mr. Clampett, please, please.
He wouldn't, huh?
Your employees can't afford families.
Who was that flibberdy-jibberdy?