Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Calm down, Chief.

The only thing, his talk is a mite hard to understand.

They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.

Can we help you, Pa?

Well, it won't hurt us none, and it sure is making Granny happy.

Rich and famous.

That's why my wife hired you.

There is very little that even I can do for her.

And the three kettles of ritz and fatback.

Surely I didn't hear you right.

Now, you keep things moving in here.

Why does she allow you to remain here?

Speaking of money, how much do you get here?

Well, Jed, I'm giving Everborter a private room and all he can eat.

Down to the Commerce Bank.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Oh, this one was Ellie's idea.

You shouldn't be doing that, sir.

Yeah, ain't she a doozy?

You mean fond of the money.

Well, come on, Jethro, let's get that big sign on here and commence putting them up.

I shall fight you in the bed chambers.

Oh, please, Jed.

This is going to make me rich, Jed.

Oh, she's next door.

I will dress you, sir.

I'll say she don't.

I think that hot bread smells good like hot bread should.

Oh, clinging across the ocean.

Chief, in all fairness, Pinkney has hardly had time to get results.

Somebody ought to be out front to read him.

Progress has been made, but I have a long way to go.

I didn't order that sign.