Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Here I am, Granny.
I'll earn that rascal to run around wearing bedclothes and giving away girls.
Well, it's almost time to go on the air.
Hey, Uncle Jeb?
Well then, can I have them?
Look, there's Uncle Jed.
John, will you listen to me?
Uncle Jed, he's going to be watching you on television.
Simple.
Well, John...
No, sir, but even if you offer me... Mr. Sheik!
Not even one?
That's the trouble.
Don't forget to wave to us, Jeb.
Well, uh, Mr. Brewster, 10 seconds.
I can't sell this boy.
He's down by the seamen pond, him and his dancing girl.
I'm sure I can handle this.
Dickens, you say?
Don't go fighting with your wives right off.
Take a look.
Yeah, he wants you to have them for wives.
Oh, thank you.
Mr. Sheik lets you and me do a little talking.
I can't take a present like that.
So what's the solution?