Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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