Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You might have to hold Mrs. Drysdale while I spoon my sobering up mash down.

Melbourne, I do not want to watch television.

She was out like a light.

But the evil of drinking sure laid a heavy hand on his heart.

Those Boston doctors, they had the audacity to tell me that I was perfectly healthy.

Jed, I watched that banker fella.

Yes, sir, Mr. Drysdale, I finally took your advice and put some of my money in stock.

The butler said some people from a ranch brought this for madame.

But darling, the doctors in Boston said your nerves were just fine.

This here is Jed Clampett.

Let's be thankful for one thing, Mr. Drysdale.

Then Ellie, you take the nanny goat, lead it upstairs to her room for Granny.

Family comes first.

Let them dare to tell me now I don't have a nervous condition.

Sure enough, pretty soon, this poor girl come a running down yelling, take me to the doctor, I got Claude.

Well, if you're going out in the brush hunting stuff for Granny, you'd best put on some old clothes.

Folks don't run off and leave the neighbors when he's in trouble.

Mr. Drysdale happy to see him?

I am a butler, madam.

Me and Granny's already figured out what we want.