Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's ailing, Granny.
Yes, sir, Pa.
All righty, bye!
There's a cabin in Cutt County that we knew in days of yore, where we whiled many happy hours away.
Come on now, say something now.
Possum Ridge poison is what it was.
He was coming over to our place because he had eyes for Ellie May.
Ooh, that's a good batcher.
Help is here.
Granny will help her sell it.
Yes, sir.
But I do hope you'll help Roy to get my tonic business started out there.
Help is here.
Well, I'll be late for the airport.
That's dandy.
Have you had some?
Those hopheads are dangerous.
In my bank?
Now, who's gonna be first?
What are you looking at?
I'll clean it up.
Well, I reckon you could call them that.
I'm treating him like a king.
so so
Yeah.
Oil, that is.
Take your shoes off.
Mmm, them is company villas if I ever smell them.
Looks like some of them's busted, Roy.
Are you talking about Mother Myrtle's magic mixture?
Let her know you got here safe and sound.
Oh, not for long.
Help is here.
She ought to have been arrested.
Help is here.
Right after this musical number, I'm gonna pass amongst you with this here miracle from the mountains.