Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Goodbye, Claude.
It belongs to my boss.
Say, do you know what I'm going to do?
I'm trying to get out an extra on this.
Oh, you can if you want.
I called Drucker's store and told Sam we was on our way.
Well, there's been so many.
Single, yes.
Satisfell.
Oh, really?
Mr. Carson, Mr. Drucker, Mr. and Mrs. Douglas, and a mighty fine bunch of young folks.
Hey, Rydale, you forgot this, whatever it is.
You get a move on or I'll make stars for you.
Oh, I gotta see my baby.
Therefore, I won't run over you.
Get them groceries to the kitchen.
Say, that will get us both off the hook.
Oh, uh, Billy Joe and Bobby Joe Bradley.
You've blessed this valley with a fine lady doctor.
Lord, we've all got lots to be thankful for this day.
Who are you?
I do appreciate it, Miss Jane.
I want you to post a big notice on the bulletin board.
If you ain't coming back for two weeks, I think we'll go to Hooterville.
Oh, you traitor!
Hillbilly, that is.
No, but I'd like to put some money in your bank.
I hope Billy and Bobby hurry home with the trimmings.
Try again.
Are you kidding, sweetie?
Oh, she's a knockout.
Did you get the pictures we sent?
She's going all the way to Boston to personally select the oysters for the dressing.
Come on, Bobby Joe.
You're losing your mind.