Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, thank you.
Well, I think I'd better get back to the office.
What do you mean?
A casket, what else?
Your joints will lock on you.
The idea of dragging in dead birds.
Now listen, Granny... Calm down, boy.
It's horrible.
We thought we'd put them and Granny on the truck, go out to Happy Valley and have a picnic.
Look who's coming!
Oh yeah, we found that out.
I'll call Clampett, and I'll tell him your name is really Green.
Howdy.
That man is a drunken mad dog.
How do you like it?
Well, if we don't, it's going to spoil the celebration.
Like raise hogs or chickens or run a few goats.
This is strictly for medical purposes.
You just broke my marble cake!
That's the corpse.
Oh, yeah, yes, yes, yes.
Hot dog!
No.
I'll talk to you later.
Fine and dandy.
You have hit a new low.
You recollect what happened with the greens?
I done broke two chisels on it!
She ain't home.
I may have to to get any business.
Oh, wait a minute, what about Granny's plot?
Well, hello, Mr. Clampett.
But he pays in cold cash.
His name?
Granny, would you please stop shooting at Elmer?
I keep my money in the Commerce Bank of Beverly Hills.
away from there, said California's the place you ought to be, so they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is, swimming poos, movie stars.
Now remember, not a word to Granny.
Good idea.