Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Say, Ellie, we's all going over to Aunt Pearl's for supper.

Why not, Pearl?

I didn't sleep a week.

between the people crunching popcorn and frying and reading the titles out loud, you got plenty of sound.

Earl, there's only one way you can seal my lips and stop my jitney, and that's with a smack.

I wouldn't go in there if I were you unless you want them flannels took right off you.

They just don't make houses like this no more.

During the picture?

Don't you worry.

Floor is cold and hard.

Well, I don't rightly know if I should... Go ahead and take it, Pearl.

He'd just sit there all night and complain about Mr. Brewster having his room.

Say, you're looking bushy as ever.

Furnier than ever.

Rita, you bring back Granny's meat coat.

Well, I see it, too, so clean off the movie screen.

We'll start with red cabbage and green turnip tops.

Marriage didn't work out too good.

Mrs. Bodine, if you'd like a ride into town, I can drop you off on my way to the hotel.

I've come back to visit you.

You say he was 98 and his bride was 18?

Good morning, Pearl.

Happy as a pack of squirrels returning to their nest.

Now, don't you be scared of Pa.

That poor little bride just wore out, having so many young'uns to take care of.