Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you'll catch on in a hurry.
I see him.
What's the matter, Granny?
Wait till I get you home.
Yes, yes, but how do we get it?
It's a gypsy!
Go ahead and play.
Granny's got a catfish scar.
Please don't take offense, but you bear a striking resemblance to my husband.
Did you call off the spill?
Hooray!
Now, you sure they'll leave?
Those are my very rich hillbillies.
How do I look, Jed?
Hooray!
Well, happy hexing!
Jericho, my son, where are you going?
He just don't know your ways like I do.
Very simple, my son.
Dark, handsome men don't grow on bushes.
Striking is exactly the right word.
Oh, I'm so happy.
She's not only conjuring me up a fella, but she furnished a fiddle player to put him in the mood when he gets here.
Oh, yes.
I see love, romance.
How many fingers I got, Jed?
For fellow gypsy Cadillac cost, $90.
He will marry her.
Hooray!
Hooray!