Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you can't just let him sit in the parlor and stew.
We'll build a fire and dry it out.
You don't object?
What was that?
They don't spend their money.
Fifty million dollars and she makes her own soap?
Is that a new hat?
No, Margaret, no.
Now, Ellie May, you stop that.
Oh, I'm so glad you like my father-in-law.
No, ma'am.
Well, get him out of here.
Suppose company was to come.
You go with them.
Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.
Are you, like me, not afraid to take a chance, to gamble a little?
Put that keg back together again.
Well, the smell of it cooking generally brings a neighbor or two.
You can forget that too because you're not going to get a dime out of me, not a penny.
Well, you have my assurance, dear, that I'll take as much as I can.
Yes, I promise you he will never see Granny again.
It might not.
Yes.
Why, thank you.
Come, Daddy.