Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He doesn't own a Cadillac.
"He sells propane and propane accessories."
When I get home tonight, we'll sit down...
Howdy, Hank! HANK: Mr. Strickland.
Jo Tiffany, you better make that pie à la mode.
And if I hit a snag, pie à la mode.
from the Comanches with your rodeo winnings?
This one is in the bag.
You know, Mr. Holloway, I once had a pair of boots.
Chiffon?
You know, Mr. Holloway, Texas has changed a lot since the 1850s.
No, no. Something's wrong with you.
I'll let old Hank get on with his "14 reasons" speech.
Every night, my boss makes me put on this humiliating outfit...
The details aren't so important.
This is not Camelot, and you are not Jason Alexander.
You want Texas, Mr. Holloway? This is Texas.
"One end is moo, the other, milk"
Mmm.
Home of the world’s longest salad bar And second-longest sneeze guard
Well, you can't bury a man in his stocking feet.
What? You don't like it? I got this pantsuit special for tonight.
Well, we don't "see you" as just another sale...
Which way to your Cadillac?
J.R., J.R., he's a really bad guy
Hank, I gotta grunt.
- Rental-car keys? - Big old Caddy!
and you have a smelly condo development full of crying babies...
He doesn't have an oil well.