Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's sometimes hard to reason with.

They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.

He held me and held me and wouldn't put me down.

I'll pick that varmint off like I picked a bodkin off a rail fence.

It was young Sonny Drysdale that courted her and fled.

I'll see the right thing is done by my daughter.

Sweet Ella Mae's been courted, but the darlin' ain't been churched.

We're going to get this whole thing all straightened out.

That's better than we did with the Vodkins.

Oh, they're clay pigeons.

Ellie, you guard him.

That's bad shooting, to cut those little wires with a rifle?

And maybe somebody else too, huh, Granny?

Oh, they fought with vodka.

Going to make Sonny come back here and marry you.

We don't want her!

Drysdale's got Uncle Jed!

Yes, bless her sweet little heart.

Ain't gonna be no shootin' unless it's talk first.

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

That Rysdale's our shootin' fool.

What'd you do that for?

They caught you before you got a penny.

Capral, they's a-comin'.

Clear your head in the presence of the stars and birds.