Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I want to see how you do it.
Has moustache.
And gypsy fellas is handsome.
I'll see you later.
You, you little doll.
Hooray!
There's doom at the door.
I'm too old for outdoor honeymoon.
She can't tell nobody's fortune.
Now, where were we? 20.
Well, how about a baby boy?
I just said that.
Put it there.
Oh, only a nut would believe gypsies.
Hooray!
Now where was I?
Jed...
Others?
Why, she'll throw a spell on him that well he can't even help himself.
Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.
Think of your husband, Miss Drysdale.
Hooray!
I'm a Durham gypsy.
I thought you'd feel that way.
I'll be a loving wife.
It goes like this.
I am mother of Yerco.
You hear that, young'un?
Hooray!
You ain't wearing no rings.
Whatever give you that notion?
Will you marry me?
Oh, I wouldn't.
That's fine, that's fine.
Hooray!