Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll roll your high dice.

Well, if Miss Drydale don't fetch him over here to meet us pretty soon, we're gonna have to figure out a way to commence breaking the ice.

Daddy wants to discuss business with you.

Daddy, they're such a blight.

We might chat a little, or... I don't suppose you play cards?

Charles and Andy, we ain't seen no real wood since we left the hill.

Beg pardon, madam.

Daddy has never been west of Copley Square.

Would you like to finance that?

you've never played pool before?

Oh, tell me, those clampets next door, I suppose they're a rowdy group, huh?

I'm real sorry, Mr. Farquhar, but when Jethro has an empty stomach, he gets a head to match.

Lowell Redlings Farquhar.

Of course, I never played any.

How far do you make that to be?

For that you called me off the golf course?

Listen, Margaret, I had John Cushing two strokes down on the ninth hole.

And we'll open up another box of matches.

But now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

I tried that, Uncle Jed, but he couldn't keep up with me.

I'm ready, dear.

No, no, no, I'm not tired.