Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Just dandy.
Did you hear that, Miss Hathaway?
The Senator said that?
Morning, Miss Phillips.
Pa, if you don't leave before Granny gets home, you're going to catch the dickens.
I would like to remind you of your campaign promise, in which you said... By thunder, that's Jed Clampett!
Oh, the horse races.
Right down here, madam.
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
Here's the location of Cavanaugh's box.
Miracle?
Bless you!
Fine horse, ma'am.
I bet you five dollars to win on a long shot!
That's about the size of it, Fanny.
Granny, we need your help.
I'll say.
And I finally picked the winner!
Oil, that is.
Reckon not, Ellie.
We're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.
I wish I was one of them.
I like Rosie Dawn.
Well, sort of.
Come on, see if you can hobble down the stairs.
It's probably better if you tackle Mr. Clavin alone.
All right, let's go down to the cashier and get it.
He walked, but he didn't win.
My, you look handsome.
You're right.
Well, ain't that what you're supposed to do?
Yeah?
They danced till dawn.
Here.