Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Lookie here, Duke.
Well, let's all go home and meet the bride.
Just like I made up mine.
You ain't half too old.
Claude must never know.
I thought he was a different color.
It's already stirring.
The Beverly Hillbilly.
I want to eradicate every vestige of that horrid beast from next door.
She sure is.
Really, Milford, you don't listen.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Arf!
We get out in the woods,
I sure will.
I want to take that dog back to the Drysdales, and Duke, you're coming along.
She says you look different.
Excuse me, ma'am, but I didn't quite get what you said there.
I got something for you too, Jack.
a heap lot better than them slick-haired, shiny-shoed, sweet-smelling city dudes.