Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's planned a magnificent Thanksgiving feast for you people.

Chief, you're fooling yourself.

He thinks I look like Shirley Temple.

Oh, you run along now.

Quick as I get to Hooterville, I'll have her ducked down out of sight.

I'll hold still.

Oh, and I wanted one for my wallet.

Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

I am going back to the bank.

You'll have the best of everything.

Truth is, Granny's took a shine to the storekeeper, Sam Drucker.

Take your shoes off.

You have a big insurance policy with the company.

You'd be bored to death in a little one-horse town like that.

Thank you, Mr. Tucker.

Is she in the movies?

Do you want to see some photographs of the cutest little darling you ever did see?

I'm gonna fetch them back and put them in movies.

I was going to make a picture with her called Tugboat Granny, but she done sassed the wrong producer.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Now, Claude, I feel the same way you do about those peasants, but we must remember it's Thanksgiving.

Well, hello, young mama and papa.

Brought you some red hearts.

Hello, sweetheart.

I'd like to take you home with me.

Well, don't get locked in.