Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now if you was to give me a little bit of your rheumatism... Move on!
That there's hard work.
Oh, no, no, now, now.
Mr. Crick.
Chief, may I drive him home?
I hope you can stay for a while.
Yes, ma'am.
I know the Cricks better than any of you.
Mr. Crick, you devil.
Howdy, Miss Hathaway, ma'am.
Don't you worry, it's safe.
No, not a bit.
I sure do thank you.
Wait, correction.
Oh, Ellie, darling, promise me you're never gonna treat your pa the way that girl treated me.
Mr. Crick, I'm afraid you have a slight misconception about the way we guard our money here at the bank.
Two peas in a pod.
And Granny or Doctor, you're back to help.
You notice the only place his working clothes is patched, don't you?
Get some coffee.
And it's his kind that give the hill people a bad name.
The bad apple is commencing to spoil the barrel.
Mr. Crick, would you like me to send for my barber?
Thank you.