Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No fooling.
Oh, I like this one, Jed.
Jethro.
You cyphered for her, didn't you?
What do you mean, withdrawing?
Miss Emeline and me will be married right off.
How could you marry a stranger?
Riding up and down Wilshire Boulevard on that truck, showing off to the girls.
He sure had a house full, didn't he?
I thought they were something you dreamed up.
A million dollars.
Oh, don't do that, Mr. Clampett.
Well, maybe it's the mating season.
Well, that's funny.
Can her and me get married?
Hey, lookie here.
Decency demands it, sir.
I'll be back directly, Melania.
Great job of research on that Fetty family.
But her pleas fell on deaf and decadent ears.
I reckon.
I still say the Carpets are innocent.
Now don't waste your time, Jed.
Who is it?
The cold of the hill demands it.
Gin, what's taking you so long?
What time is it now?