Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If I just stand in front of the bank, there's flour in my buttonhole.

Oh, they'll find her.

Maybe I'd better make the arrest.

That's because you're a dumb old country girl.

Sorry, Mr. Drysdale says I got the only one there is.

I hope I didn't scare you off, Bug Tussle.

Chances are she's already found some nice quiet spot to bed down for the night.

Out of your what?

All you need is somebody to work the pedals for you.

I want to call my family.

I'll get up enough speed going down one hill to take me up the next.

All your gnashing and wailing ain't gonna stop me.

But that Las Vegas has got them all, Bill.

That's the way, Jethro.

This is Granny!

Alan May, you ain't feeding them critters my Playboy vittles, are you?

Oh, do you know good, Mr. Drydale?

He's pretty big.

I'm pretty sure they do.

Well you can give your company turnip greens and sow belly.

Well, she's on her way.

Granny Bowser declares she's going to walk home.

All by herself?

I hope you enjoy Las Vegas.

I'm going home and get something to eat.