Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, you whittle and I'll talk.
She's one of them, what you call, movie starlets.
You will?
She's coming with me.
Clampett?
Will you marry me?
It's me, boy.
What's that, kid?
Well, her name is Kitty Devine.
That there Miss Kid Devine and me is as good as married right now.
Now, look, look, look.
Yes, sir.
Dear Sweetie,
Kitty!
I know.
Go over his head.
Oh, she is, Uncle Jeff.
I'm sure he didn't aim to.
I believe you.
Quick as my sweetie gets here.
You find him, buster.
I've done well my brain to science.
Want a bite?
She sure is pretty.
Howdy.
You mean he's back?
I reckon I'd best commence at the beginning again.
Ellie, you stay here.
I ain't too young to listen.
You sure ain't using it.
If you marry me, I will operate on you free.
It is the shank of the day, and I ain't even had breakfast yet!
With what?