Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wouldn't have had to take you to the drugstore.
Are they content?
I ain't the one that's gonna catch it.
Oh, my faithful and expensive secretary is yours to command.
And if she gets picked, don't you come crying to me, and that's all I'm gonna say.
Oil, that is.
Jed, that countess didn't fly no 6,000 miles for my gravy.
Another time for me.
Where's Marie?
But it ain't a what-not shop neither.
My lye soap will kill anything.
The Countess von Holstein.
That's right.
Oh, forgive me, Your...
He grabbed his wife and went to hugging and kissing again.
But the sign on the front said drugstore.
Yes, ma'am.
Oh!
I accidentally locked myself in the wine cellar.
Such a vital, stimulating man.
I found my bride at last.
All she needs is a mop.
He was such an excellent chauffeur.
You're a knight!
You're a knight!
Put the truck away, Jethro.
I was halfway home and she come running after me, yelling and screaming.
Don't you worry.
Oh, there's more to it than that.
Oh, Granny, I see you have some tonic.
I know, we gotta get our lasses first.
Will you stop nibbling on me?
Oh, speaking of money, Mr. Drysdale, I'll be needing some.