Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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