Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, I believe I have one of my cars in storage here, but until I can arrange for a chauffeur, I shall need transportation.

I still haven't had any of that tonic.

Good stout batch this year, Jeb.

I must admit, it's even more ostentatious.

Turnip greens and tonic gravy.

Found a dandy bunch of bottles for you.

The Clampetts will be delighted.

Open the box, Granny.

Oh, I reckon not, Granny.

Put the truck away.

Richer than ever.

Well, you're as beautiful and spirited as ever, I see.

The countess is worth $100 million.

I suspect he was a mite overtonic.

Don't call them places drugstores.

I don't care what the sign says.

Well... Jethro, get back to your job.

I just love that fancy car the Connors is, and I can go everywhere with her and wear a fancy uniform.

I believe the Countess meant, are they happy?

Me, Uncle Jethro?

I'm fine, and yourself?

Hillbilly, that is.