Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fella tries to do the best he knows how, all he gets is yellowed hat and hickory stick and hurting your squeeze to death in a city suit.
Morning, Granny.
Away, Spartacus!
ain't no key to that padlock.
Come on, Granny!
Yeah, this is gonna make things kind of awkward.
I don't know who's coming or when, but I do know the law.
Well, you did something.
I couldn't take no money from you, Miss Jane.
Set us well.
Stifled the cry of liberty!
Well, it's hooked on the root.
No, no, no, Granny, Granny, please.
Put me down!
And wearing his suit and his hat?
You're rich, you know that.
Sure is a doozy, huh?
All I'm gonna turn loose is about a pound of buckshot.
Where is Mr. Drysdale?
What do you mean?
You must.
Cast off the shackles of serfdom.
I say he will.
Come on!
This has been a Filmways presentation.
You should all try to be like Jethro.
Who are you?
Ain't there no limit to what these city folks will do for a dollar?