Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't come back now, dear.
Poor child.
Because you've been sort of cranky.
Come on, Boston.
You better help me talk her out of this, Ellie.
Rolling around wrestling with your neighbor.
I sure hope she never turns mean.
I thought I told you to take those papers to Mr. Crawford.
Could it be her mother?
They've probably been rehearsing for weeks.
You all go on to bed.
That's her.
I got two heifers.
Aren't you going to call the police?
Chief, how can you cheer for that creature?
You hear that?
That's what I think of all this debris, you loutish hillbilly.
You know this is a sham?
Cranky?
Referee Jane LaBelle is in the ring, and any moment now, our two female gladiator, uh, uh, uh, those booze and catcalls can mean only one thing, as here she comes, the beast of being time, Miss Mean Herself, the bustin' strong girl.