Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, did you and Miss Phyllis do any of them new dances last night?
Hello, Mr. Clampett.
Not a penny.
Texas tea.
I'm down, Granny.
A money-hungry chorus girl.
Oh, there's plenty of room once you get in.
She your lady love, Uncle Jeb?
But it shouldn't take this long.
Evening, Granny.
Herman, you stay there.
We could do some more shopping.
Sonny, wouldn't she give you no grocery money?
He's mixed up with a notorious gold digger.
What did she do her last time out?
You're a heap of fun yourself.
Where'd you get that?
You're welcome.
Well, don't stand there!
Well, good.
Is your granny home yet?
No, I sure didn't, Jethro.
He'll come dragging home tonight, flat busted, without a friend to his name.
Let's handicap the last race.
Is all these folks here to bet on the horse races?
I want to talk to you.
Yes, I'm taking Mr. Clampett to the racetrack.
He sure is stove up, Granny.