Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What you're hiding under your hat.
Both of them!
Excuse me, honey, don't go away.
Prune.
What's this for?
Yes, sir.
Is it important?
Or direct it.
Yes, sir.
Yeah.
Sit down.
Now you try any of those shenanigans with Miss Clampett, and your next picture will be shot at the police station.
We'll see.
Oh, Jed, you poor innocent country boy.
She ain't gonna become one of them Hollywood flibberdy gibbets, but it's about time she commence having a little fun, meeting some young fellas, getting asked out to dances and parties.
Just... Listen, sweetheart, we'll, uh... We'll continue your acting lesson later.
Are you going upstairs and get yourself looking like a movie star?
I refuse.
What does she look like?
Thanks.
Well, Granny says I doesn't have nothing to do with them tricky Hollywood rascals.
Texas tea.
Don't come back now, hear?
You're more fun than Elmer.
Well, then I reckon it wouldn't do no harm for the rest of us to meet him.
Oh, well, I don't know.
Yes, sir.
Commence to what?