Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Please, Homer, you tell me about Mr. Brewster, and I'll bake you a sweet potato pie.

I just came by to give you this and say Merry Christmas.

Looks like a bus is commencing to pull out.

Where are you going?

With all the wood we got back at the cabin, we sure ain't going to haul none from Beverly Hills.

I... I'm away from home a lot.

And where did you get those curtains?

Granny wants it on the truck.

Because Jed Clampett has $25 million in my bank?

Where are you going with that wood?

No, we don't want to go with you.

Now don't you never do that again.

I, uh, I'm sorry it's so cold in here.

Come on, tell me.

Perhaps you'd like to relax in it.

You didn't give me time, you old coot.

I don't have time for your foolishness.

Certainly have.

Oh, I think so.

Just my galasses.

Ain't got time for that.

I won't be here.

She simply said the Clampetts were loading their truck and appeared to be moving out.

Pull back out, everybody!

Here they come now.