Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, Jeffrey.
I'll take it, Jeff, fellas.
Cousin Jed come to pick up the suitcase.
It was just nerves and excitement at the moment.
That'll be six of them.
Because if you're not, I'd like you to work and make up those three hours.
I reckon some people just don't care how they waste other people's money.
No, I don't think they're hardly cooked yet.
Well, poke me another air hole, baby, and let's go.
Welcome home, Ollie Mae!
And we served 120 lunches.
I ain't been able to tell Pearl nothing.
I think so.
Why would you... Well, first, I want to thank you for publicly breaking our engagement after I lost my head, as I did last night.
Ah, she can't hurt it, Pearl.
A person could feed an army in here.
But I figure a body can't be doing that and cooking at the same time.
You bet I ain't.
It'd take a miracle woman to get it all done.
Don't be alarmed, Chief.
Well, I think I should have brought my coal oil still.
You ain't playing the piante.
Wait till we ride on that escalator.
Oh, howdy, Mr. Drysdale.
No, they was here when we came.
Especially the big one with the sandwiches in it.
I ain't never heard you play the piante any prettier than you're a plaintiff rat.
Might be glad to see you, especially Pearl.