Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do you have music?

That's what Jethro calls his portable playboy parlor.

Yeah, I got some home-squeezed turnip juice.

Well, there's a box in here with some ice in it and some goat's milk and turnip juice.

How to be an international playboy, page 22.

I'm... suffering from sunstroke, malaria, and a broken arm.

Uncle Jeb, this is just what I've been looking for.

Just call it stereo.

Well, I see it, but I don't believe it.

Well, I ain't got it fixed up yet.

Hey, and you got to learn how to cook a little critter called a, uh, a martini.

Didn't you know that?

Hey Ellie, where's Granny?

You ain't an international nothing.

Yeah, come on, I'll show you.

Uncle Jed, that's stereo.

We can both go in.

Well, you couldn't get a goat to go in there.

And if things get slow there, I just drive on down to the beach and get me another load as they come out of the water.

I'd play some music for you, but ain't got no electricity for my hi-fi.