Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, most of it ain't, is it?
Yes, sir.
I'm as rough as a cob and plain as dirt.
Oh, Mr. Crick, wait just a minute.
Take one man only.
He does swing his knife and fork around right lively.
I'll say it was my idea to hire you.
Come on, Skipper, let's go.
But he's back, and I'm commencing to boil again!
That's a fact.
But now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.
No, I thought you might want a shave and a haircut.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
I tell you, Granny, the man is a veritable one-man sawmill.
I'll just have a few words with Jethro.
Who's angered up?
It's all rough and full of calluses from working every day from sunup to sundown.
Granny... Granny always was a woman of her word.
Will you just forget it, Mr. Bank.
I was using it to dip grits and dowels for Leif.
That good-for-nothing, low-down, lazy, fiddle-stealing, liquor-drinking, gully jumper!
I'm going to start the root cellar for you.
Yeah.
Yes, sir.
Yep.