Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

1997 You Are My Sunshine Singing Sunflower
Mr. Drysdale, I really don't think we should stop here.
Well, ain't you even got time for a glass of cold goat's milk or some turnip juice?
I'd better resume my pose.
These are the flowers I painted Miss Drysdale.
He says I'm a perfect physical specimen.
Suffering can do it.
That's what Ms.
Jethro tells me his ambition is sculpture.
At that price, I'm glad Ellie is sculpting critters.
Yeah, yes, they're quite impressionistic.
Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.
And at the same time, you can make a lasting contribution to the happiness and culture of the people of Beverly Hills.
There's a quick way to suffer.
Painting daisies.
How do you think he'd look with a couple of big yellow daisies on him?
Well, I can do much sculpting.
She'll help you.
You better would.
I was shocked when I came in here just now.
Well, uh, where are you aiming to do your chiseling?
Mr. Clampett, I'd like you to know Mr. George Engle, the chairman of our Fine Arts Commission.
It would take an awful lot of paintings and sculpture to fill all them rooms, wouldn't it?
Hillbilly, that is.
Like Mike Angelo, Leonard da Vinci, Rembrandt, Dick Van Dyke, Blue Boy.
Yes, sir, mostly it's that.
Why, yes, sir.
It would do my heart good to see them highfalutin society folks down on their hands and knees with a scrub brush.