Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No!
You're talking to a star maker.
Right, Mr. Carson?
That's a little baby I took care of.
Oh, I certainly do.
Hey, Granny, turkey's done.
Good morning, Miss Hathaway.
My wife.
It's the only way of catching him!
But there are two of us.
Oh, Miss Hathaway, please tell these lovely people why they can't go to Hooderville.
I'll tell Mr. Drysdale you're here.
I'll have it delivered to your apartment today.
Oh, what a darling.
In the seven years that we've been neighbors, she ain't hardly spoke a civil word to us.
Here you are.
I'll go give him his back.
Not anymore, she ain't.
Hope you'll find some fish in the water!
Well, here's your change.
But for?
Bonjour, Claude.
Even us doctors only can watch and hope.
I ought to buy two raffle tickets to win that turkey.
Come on, Mr. Drysdale!
And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up to the ground come a bubbling crude.
Then start flunking.