Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That’s women’s work!
Bobby, you will not. We eat our dinner in the kitchen.
"Grandpa Cotton Hill, Hell, USA?"
Ma'am?
I never heard of a solenoid just disappearing before.
Good Lord, Cotton. You gave him a loaded shotgun?
You're both men. You're both peacocks. Remember?
[Shuddering]
BOBBY: Dad, I'm dying out there.
Super Squirter!
Hotel Arlen?
Oh, Cotton, I am my own woman. And don't you forget it.
- This rib eye is for my daddy. - Cotton's coming?
I had to give them Fatty.
Where are its legs?
It ain't no water toy, Mr. Kahn!
No wonder Mom left you. She was a strong lady.
I heard, after Hank's mother left Cotton...
See, he's a big, flamboyant character, like a peacock.
It's about time!
COTTON: Bash it! Bash it!
WOMAN: Would you listen to that man?
What's wrong with the bean dip?
It's Angie Dickinson's birthday.
How long have you been here, Cotton? I didn't notice you...