Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dog, if he don't tie it, better than you do.
You mean to tell me if Cary Grant comes home at night after working hard riding and roping and fighting them rustlers that he ain't gonna be hungry?
My pleasure, Mr. Clampett.
Little sandwiches.
I don't think he's any relation.
Well, before we do anything, we've got to catch her.
Miss Jane was talkin' about a fella named Cary Grant.
Oh, Milford, I'd be the happiest woman in the world.
Ken, holler to the stove.
Très ravissante.
Now, uh, let me, uh...
It's just that we figure you ought to be able to make biscuits for your husband.
Will the rest of my family invite you, too?
Sutter spell.
Come on, Jesso, hurry up with that company!
Is she a movie star?
Wasn't me, Uncle Jeff.
If we was to go down there and stand around and watch Ellie studying ladying, she'd get nervous as a cat.
And those folks need the money?
Okey-dokey.
Oh, Miss Drydale, now that you ain't mad at us no more, we can just cut out all this fillishness about it in French talk.
Come, Ellie.
I have an appointment now with an important new customer, the wife of a bank president.
I have an appointment with Maurice.
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.