Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I didn't have it in mind to bother you none, but... Ellie Mae found me and forced me to come in and had some fiddles to help me get my strength back.
Hello, dear sweet little old granny.
I can't believe it.
Yes, sir.
Just giving thanks for a fine, generous, upstanding young man like yourself letting a poor old razorback like me work in his fine bank looking after the money of his nearest and dearest friend.
There you are.
One bad apple will spoil the barrel.
What you got there, Skipper?
Job?
The way I work, I could go on like this for days.
Leif Crick?
Why, I've got time to chop old Jed another cord of wood or two for Sunday.
Well, leave go of it, Granny.
He is?
Yes, ma'am.
Come on, I wasn't going to let that slip out.
You and him would make a mighty handsome couple.
Hills, that is.
Well, Leif, you ready to go to work, are you?
Yay!
Oh, never mind.
Granny, Skipper and me's ready to help dig your root cellar.
Oh, my, my, look at all that daylight out there.
So this is where you keep old Jed's money, is it?