Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Howdy, Mr. Drydale.
Mr. Bodeen, have you ever created stars out of complete unknowns like us?
You're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.
Pleased to meet you.
A banker?
Well, he ain't exactly the way I pictured him, but he's cute, all right.
No.
That suits me.
There's your deposit receipt, Ed.
Shirley Temple?
Y'all come back now, hear?
Cutest little general store you ever did see.
Maybe.
Hooterville?
Do you want to buy something?
I wouldn't let nothing stop me from seeing that baby.
We's all going down there and see him.
What does it mean?
Every fool of the moon.
They make my lips red and rosy.
Wolf bane?
What's your name?
Where's he going on this truck?
That's close.
Oh, I done opened one, Mr. Drysdale.
Will you be there?
A dollar and a half?
That's one turkey?
Careful, Granny.
Oh, it's beautiful.
I am supposed to cook it and serve 65 people in my tiny apartment?
Don't touch the hubcaps.
The same sweet, soft, warm, angelic expression.
How cheap can you get?
Miss Jane said some vandals stripped our truck.
That won't stop Granny.
Can I be your flunky?
Chief, your wife... Has been shopping for weeks, sparing no expense to make this an exact replica of the first Thanksgiving dinner in New England.
I had to make you my beneficiary.