Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, but please, you're sweeping me off my feet.
But why?
I thought you cared for me.
Not for a couple of hours.
Yes.
I'm in a terrible hurry, Granny.
But we just saw him down to the bank.
Take my tonic, Skimmins, and put it around my drain.
I want you to hatch it.
Ted Clampett speaking.
Why am I running from my wife?
See what you were saying, Commander?
And even deeper outside.
He couched his proposal in the language of the ornithologist.
Her and the little bird-watching professor left here together.
Flockmaster Hathaway is hatching a condor egg for me.
Dash is going to love my tonic.
No.
He just fell out of the tree.
But she mustn't desert our unborn king of the sky.
That's why I'm leaving town.
I'll break down everybody.
Well, he sure ain't any good for eating.
Two this year?
What?