Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

These people are meshuga.
Now, wait a minute, Mother.
Not yet.
Hillbilly, that is.
Now, you young'uns, throw all that stuff back upstairs.
Hooray!
But I proposed to Granny, and she turned me down.
What for?
Greetings.
No, no.
I see... What do you see?
Gypsy gals is pretty.
Uh, I don't think so.
That's a 230 pound baby you're talking about.
I am Narda, Queen of Gypsies.
We ain't got no more babies.
10, 20, 30, 40, 50... Daddykins!
Uh, the money, please.
Granny, I thought you were scared of gypsies.
Hooray!
There are others.
The less you see of me, the easier it's going to be for you to get over that mad passion for me.
I like fiddle music.
Come on, Ellie.
Thank you.
There you are.
Now, uh, how was I?
That's pretty on the film.
Uh-huh.
Anything you want.
Don't ask, child.
Margaret!
I am Yerco.