Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've tonic'd everything from cats to cousins and never a complaint.
But you must be related, because you have all of Ellie Mae's wonderful features.
Let's have a word with him.
Set a spell.
You know, I like you a lot.
Speak for yourself.
Call my friend the Critter Doctor over to the zoo.
You're my date.
I don't want Ellie Mae marrying up with that Beverly Hills bug nut.
Honey, if you weren't such a doll, I'd clear out of this...bug house.
A hound dog with his own bedroom.
I ain't got none now, and that's the way it's gonna be.
Now, Granny, Dr. Martin ain't no smart-alecky-college... Don't back-talk me, girl!
Don't be so shy.
Madam, you are just the person I wanted to...
Owl soup?
Anyway, if he ain't, we'll ask him to stay for supper.
That's what you are.
Did I understand Ellie May to call you Granny?
Look at how frisky old Duke is now.
Oh, really?
For everybody.
I'll be doggone!
Now get back up to bed and act sick.
Yes, ma'am, Granny.
She's got everything.
In you go.
Hey mister, if you want to wrestle with Ellie Mae, you ought to get a better hold on her than that.