Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sorry, Chief.
Vitamins.
Can I hold the line, Mrs. Granny?
Oh, there he is!
Oh, Granny!
It's time for your throat spray.
Might be a big spread of years between the first and the third.
He's in the tree?
He might just return the favor.
Neither.
Well, the first thing to tell him to do is to get rid of the hat and do his cooking in a pot.
leaving Dubois' plan in vain and ending her reign of terror towards animals once and for all.
Oh, Mother.
They're exposing him to great danger.
["Black Gold, Texas Tea"]
Antihistamine pills.
Yes, sir.
Oh, they write to me regularly.
Needs it, too.
I spoke to young Master Armstrong, and he told me to tell you that he ain't ready to go home yet.
They've got him climbing trees and eating possum pie.
Oh, they don't work.
Excuse me.
Ellie, Charlie's not in the kitchen.
Oh, city feller, I wouldn't do that if I was you.
He's older than I figured.
Thought I told you to secede from these parts.