Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now here's the handsome rascal that started this here feud.
You mean your mother was a botkin?
Granny!
Come on.
We don't!
He's next door with Mr. Drysdale.
He's the one we want.
Yes.
Jethro must have been upset.
But they don't allow such doings with their female relatives.
Let this man out of here!
I got an idea.
I'll get him on the run.
Sure did, after they whooped the bodkins.
Mr. Clampett, you have my word of honor.
What do we do, Granny?
He's a peaceful man.
Why, my mother's family feuded with them for years.
Jeffro, put her down.
When'll Mr. Drysdale be home?
He sparked her for two weeks running, took her driving and dancing, held her hand, kept her out past dark.
He showed her how to walk and talk and tried to kiss her hand.
He took her to his private room to see his loving cup.
And while he twanged the songs he sang, it set her heart afire.