Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was a sad... Pop, did you throw any golf your word about Granny?

Well, the Clampetts won't be able to have dinner with us on your yacht.

We don't care what Granny don't allow.

We'll be happy to come, just say when.

Dinner in the billiard room, this is priceless.

Sounds marvelous.

Well, so am I. Poor Granny's gonna be like a mule kicked to her.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

I'm gonna get out every pot and pan in this here kitchen, and I'm gonna whoop up the dog-goldiest meal anybody ever tasted.

Well, I thought he was on a world cruise.

Surely you're exaggerating the situation.

I'm packing for Moose Jaw, Alaska.

Don't call them.

I'll be right in April.

This fine young fella here is my nephew, Jethro.

Miss Jane just called to see if he got the invite.

Jolly good, but a word of caution.

Oh, good boy, good boy.

He's a millionaire's millionaire.

Thank you, Mr. Klamath.

Bless you, my girl.