Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's too late, Jed.
We didn't get to her in time.
You know, Granny, it gives a person a mighty good feeling to help a neighbor.
I'll throw a double scissors and an arm lock on her, just so you don't cut off her wind, if she can't breathe.
Yes, let's have some fresh air.
It is high time I was stocking this place.
Claude.
Marie, tell me I'm hearing things.
It's marvelous.
Yes.
He doesn't want your Uncle Jed to get a bum steer.
I said, I'm not paying you all that money to tell me I'm healthy.
I am a butler.
Well, thank you, ma'am.
Oh, Uncle Jed, he wouldn't buy no bum steer.
Everybody said does.
What do you mean, Granny?
Melbourne, have you taken leave of your senses?
Yeah, just the other day he says to me, he says, uh, Mr. Clampett, you got $25 million in cash.
Your mumsy just had the most ghastly dream.
All right.
Mr. Drysdale sure has got a nice house, ain't he, Granny?