Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have brewed magic tea.
Hooray!
Hot diggity do.
Jethro?
Nice looking team of horses.
You want me to go let him in?
Don't open it yet!
Well, just this once, we could sleep in... Now, Narda, I know that you draw a heap of power from sleeping out under the moon, and I want you at your peak when you conjure up my dark, handsome fella.
Maybe they'll take the hint and go away.
Back upstairs for another load, gentlemen.
Why, sure.
Oh, it'd be a pleasure to have you, ma'am, but no call for you to camp out.
Stay away, I put curse on you.
Hooray!
Mother, me.
Before I can tell you more, I must consult Cobb.
Look, cuts right across my heart line.
Why, to put a gypsy in a warm bed, why, they's miserable.
Well, what difference could it make?
Ooh, maybe it's Dustin Farnum or a Bull Montana.
We got plenty of spare bedroom.
To put a gypsy in a house is like putting a bird in a cage.