Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's two to one.

We have just become the proud foster parents of a seven pound condor.

Jed, when are you gonna get it through your head?

Oh, hi there, Professor Beardle.

Yes, how did he get up there?

You just stay out of it, you hear?

Ellie ain't marrying no boy who has to be tonic to the altar.

Here, Commander, have a deep-soothing draught of spring tonic.

Is it honorable?

Oh, I need time to think.

I paint a sign, she paints a sign.

Oh no, no, of course not.

Now hold on, Granny.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.

Pure mountain spring water is Mother Nature's champagne.

Hey, Uncle Jed, that little professor shimmied up that tree again.

I may have to go out of town on business.

You sit here all day.

Ellie, honey, you ain't an old maid.

It sure put a tiger in your tank last spring.

Well, I've never had the chance to say yes.

He has some grainy.

Well, I thought he lived up in the Tehachapi Mountains with those condors.

I get a wheelbarrow, she gets a wheelbarrow.