Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Howdy, Carl.
Step out here, I'll wipe up the ground with you, you miserable... Chief, you paid $300 for those clothes he's wearing.
Drysdale?
There, here's Mr. Kelly now.
Howdy, Herbie!
No.
You ain't gonna get no work out of that playboy ape.
Oh, I see.
Finish the shotgun, I'll hold them off.
Hey, everybody, Herbie's here.
But where he really saved money was on the cheese.
He means he's in the gorilla business.
Oh, no, no!
Herbie, I'll give you a little advice, man to monkey.
Yes, you're right.
As I recollect, he looked like he could use some.
Granny ain't in the mood for no more turndowns.
All right.
Her?
Sure, take her home.
That first gorilla Mr. Grysdale sent over was a dandy.
Mr. Claver, what happened to the door?
Bye, Granny.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
You're coming with us, Herbie?
Too good.
Herbie, herbivorous.
Bad, wasn't it?
Is this Herbie?
We can change in my garage next door, and you take my car.
I've had my kicks.
So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.
Keep talking.
Oh, Tommy, baby, I love you.
Get ready and come out, you sweet old gorilla.