Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, that's all right.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

Find that boy a restaurant.

Have him to come down.

Well, they don't.

Mr. Clampett, you shouldn't be carrying around that much money in your pocket.

Okay, okay, I'll have one of those.

Oh, I know of a slightly less expensive venture that Jethro would excel in.

Oh, come on, Granny.

Doggone, my best pair!

They're coming back.

Got the location, a snappy name, new glass in the windows, plenty of bittles, hot griddle.

I know all about that stuff.

For instance, you know how I used to think that babies come from under cabbage leaves?

I don't even want to.

But it's mostly rheumatism medicine.

Is the onion... There the rascals are.

Mr. Drysdale said my restaurant was fully equipped.

Jethro, you really ought to try grinding a hurdy-gurdy.

Yeah, what's that?

Oh, that ain't it neither.

Forced a little into your eyeballs, too.

I grant you, there ain't many of them as that more of us.