Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They'll never catch him.
It's your lady love, Uncle Jed.
We're going to have some more fun this afternoon.
Give me some money.
Sit down, Fred.
I know how it hurts you to walk, Uncle Jed.
The Beverly Hillbilly.
Yes, I'm Granny.
Oh, I'll get it.
I'll be right back.
It's still early.
He's done started himself a harem.
They're coming down to the left lane, and Tassie L. wins it!
She'll go through my money, I mean Mr. Clampett's money, like a hot knife through butter.
Marge!
Come on, Red Robin!