Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

started right- right near here.
Uh- Yeah, chopped finely.
just gonna throw these in the trash.
Do it, Gooshie, damn it! Or I'll smash your brains off!.
Where's my lemonade, Jesse?
You know you promised to cook chitlins for the church picnic.
You're on your own. Come on, Mama.
Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King...
Can't even find a birth certificate or a death certificate.
And fresh-baked corn bread. "Yumola!"
Okay?
I swear, I don't understand why.
Here, let me do this.
Miz Melny, stop. Stop, stop, stop!
Well, except when I'm pulling you out of the fire, yes.
Now, that's wrong. If... - No!
How can your life go back to normal after yesterday?
Well, we lost Beau, but that wasn't his fault.
in my unlocked car.
She's fine. They say she's gonna be just fine. Don't you worry none.
Uh, no, no. Don't back up. Uh- Uh, Miz Melny?
Oh!
- How are you, Miz Patty? - Just fine, ma'am.
Hey, don't worry about it, pal.
Al, you're getting a little paranoid.
Nell!
Miz Melny persuaded me to drop the charges against you.
Let's see. Garlic, onions, green peppers, celery,
Third...
put together three couples, a father and daughter and the lyrics to "Peggy Sue"
Now, Sam, uh, why don't you get Miz Melny right now,
That's breakin' the segregation law, Jesse.
people take notice of that.
- I've said all I'm sayin... - Are gonna start the Montgomery boycotts.
At least that's what Clayton keeps tellin' me.
My relationship with Mr. Tyler is my business.
It's not uncommon for there to be no records...
before you plopped your colored butt down on a stool over there at Miz Patty's.
No pun intended.
Well, I guess you know as much about that as I do.
She got that bigoted idiot to do something.