Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He can't even grow hair!
Oh, Mr. Drysdale, I left your coat here on the truck, but you come up to my office later.
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.
Mr. Drysdale is ailing?
No, Granny.
It's a high calling, Jed, the art of healing.
It's gonna be a lesson in folks forgetting their own feelings for the good of mankind.
Well, I ain't gonna sit here laughing.
Chief, practicing medicine without a license is a criminal offense, and if you brought her in office... Oh, relax, relax.
I've got something that'll ease your pain.
It was wrote up in the Razorback Hog Breeders' Gazette.
Corn squeezins!
Well, it could cost him his livelihood, break his spirit in the bargain.
This has been a Filmways presentation.
Well, that's fine.
Well, Granny has.
Ray's going down to Dr. Clyburn's office.
Yes.
Okay, Granny, I'll see you later.
But Granny, I'm already two snacks behind schedule and I'm starving.
No.
Catch him, Lunspout.
But the greatest research scientists and doctors in the world have been working on this problem.
If I'm gonna show up that Clyburn, I gotta have me a office in town.
I'll go take a look.
Oh, Granny couldn't find nothing wrong with me.
I come up with a cold cure 45 years ago.
No.
You sure there's nothing hurting you?
Any patients waiting to see me?
Kind of chokes you up, don't it?
Are you sure you wouldn't like to take my turn?
Granny, I apologize.
Bye.
He's gonna cure his cold.
Here it is, Granny.
She is?
You certainly got me in here in a hurry.
Any emergencies?