Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I did.
Well, you ought to know this one.
Sounds like it, too.
I say you don't.
Well, Maggie Powell knows where Jethro is.
You might think my music is trash and rubbish, but, tag on it, I make two million dollars a year playing it.
I wonder if he'd mind if we listened in.
Ridiculous!
Me neither.
Thank you, darlin'.
Ed?
He went downtown without doing his chores?
I have been talking to him and his attitude towards music is all wrong.
Here we are, chief.
Are you sure you'll be all right with Jethro?
Two million?
Let me carry it.
You've seen him around food before.
Come on out, wherever you are.
Worst he can say is, folks, I'd rather not.
Left without eating his regular breakfast.
For some reason, he seems a mighty fratchy.
I don't know, but your hand's shivering like a cold dog.
Huh?
I wonder who made mine.