Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What you were talkin' is hogwash.
- Is she all right? - She has a severe laceration.
I thought I'd come by and have a little talk with Jesse.
That's great, Al. Just think of the possibilities.
Well, it didn't, and she's fine...
- I don't know how you pulled it off. - It was Miz Melny.
Well, I'll thank you to please keep your colored voodoo to yourself.
My Charles told me quite a bit about them and how they work,
The smell of chitlins and greens cooking is a religious experience.
Oh, that's it. He's gone too far.
I swear, you got ears like a hawk.
Are you all right? Whoa. Whoa.
in all of Alabama.
So far, I've been able to save two lives, one ball game and a pig.
Okay. You're all chopped and ready, Papa Jesse.
THAT'S WHAT WE'LL BE CALLED INSTEAD OF "NEGROES".
I've seen things that would curl your hair.
Ain't that right, Toad? Right as rain, Billy Joe.
- I've gotta stop the hemorrhaging. - Oh, Jesse!
I'll have to get a new one.
If you wanna eat with me, who says you can't?
- Excuse me. Miz Melny? Car's open. - What?
I'd heard of chitlins, of course.
I get so flustered...
Oh, now, see? You got your gloves all dirty.
The sheriff said to wait 30 minutes.
So, what'd it feel like?
Stop! Stop! Never mind.
Oh, boy.
Even though we were driving away from the tracks,
You made tea for us, so I thought I'd join you.
Since when did you get a medical degree?
Oh, I'm fine.
- But they will. Blacks are gonna unite... - "Blacks"?
... to air force test pilot,
too long in autopsy class.
Thank you, Miz Patty. Never mind, Jesse.
I'll see ya, Al.
How long you gonna let that turn signal blink?
I got a killer recipe for chitlins.
How would you get such a stupid notion in your head?
- Thank you. - Sometimes I think they switched babies on me.
I'll get 'em. They're personal.
She wins at the county fair every summer.
I swear, Jesse. I'm the one that's supposed to be old and senile.
Oh, I forgot to tell you. Ziggy finally came up with some data on Jesse.
Mama, Jesse is just usin' you. If you can't see that...