Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And I'm so anxious to go to work.
Chief, I couldn't help but overhear.
Well, probably because we've been through just what she's facing, being strangers in Beverly Hills.
Can't you read?
Make sure that there's no critters in her bed.
I kind of thought that's what it was, but I didn't want to say nothing.
It's Jethro!
I'm not actually.
No, I don't think so.
First off, take this to Miss Bergstrom.
Look at that, Jib.
Everything she has is made out of it, even her shoes.
Yes, ma'am?
I know you did, Granny, but he... Cut me a hickory stick, I'll learn him to shirk his chores.
Bob, Jet, I'm running away from home.
Ain't had no complaints yet.
That was beautiful.
Just a minute, Mr. Chapman.
Where's Uncle Jeff?
That's better.
You get out to the woodshed.
Jethro.
No, no, ma'am.
Well, I hope to be.
Ellie, I don't make the weather in France.
And that's a miserable feeling.
Yes, ma'am, that's what I want to do right now.
Now get busy and find something worthy of her talent.
Well, Chief, it's her first picture, and they just haven't been able to find the right script for her.
Who's that?
You'll love the Clampetts.
Where's Jethro?
Oh, say goodbye to your cousin before he runs off.
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
Go right through those marble benches.
You traded your ma's fine big truck for this little squash town thing?
I can do it.