Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Just hope he makes a good businessman.
He wants to open a restaurant.
Oh!
He gets his notions from them kind books he's always reading.
You can relax, Jeff.
What do you see?
What do you say now?
I'm going to make mine world famous.
Okay, a hamburger.
He ate them too.
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.
That place wouldn't make decent looking firewood.
He walked all the way down here.
Yeah, there's almost half an inch of grease on it!
Well, let's see.
I'll knock you off!
Well, now, let's stay out of his way.
That's right, just decide what you want to be.
A hurdy-gurdy, peanut butter and jelly.
Fancy ain't gonna work with Jeff Roleston.
What do you call a little?
Look, Duncan Hines, I just want to use your telephone.
I'm sorry, Uncle Jim.
Benny!
Mr. Clampett, you wanted to talk about buying a restaurant for Jethro?
Yes, ma'am.
Ain't often you meet a fella who eats his cobs and all.
Now, he must be what you're calling intellectual.
No, Granny, absolutely not.
Swimmin' poos, movie stars.
I ain't quite figured out where the bees fit in.
Four hours without a customer.
Boy.
You see, there's this great big bird called a stork.
Miss Jane is looking for you.
I hope you two air through with your talk... because, uh... this hose... is... ready!
I miss him, Jed.
Sit down.
Don't remind me.
Nothin'.