Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

I'm packing for Moose Jaw, Alaska.

This fine young fella here is my nephew, Jethro.

Well, I thought he was on a world cruise.

Bless you, my girl.

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

Surely you're exaggerating the situation.

Sounds marvelous.

Jolly good, but a word of caution.

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

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

Oh, good boy, good boy.

Don't call them.

Dinner in the billiard room, this is priceless.

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

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.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

He's a millionaire's millionaire.

Thank you, Mr. Klamath.

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

I'll be right in April.