Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, hi, Billy Joe, Bobby Joe.
Mr. Crawford is in your office.
Yes, sir.
Well, I just hope you don't scare the whole Clampett family out of coming to Hooterville for Christmas.
Not me.
What you crying for, Mr. Drysdale?
It's driving me crazy, Jim.
It's Granny from Beverly Hills.
Boldy sugar, did he?
Told you he was a romantic devil.
Glad you're back, boy.
Miss Jean, what does it feel like working for a man like Mr. Drysdale?
The mail's ain't slow enough.
I'm pretty near scared to sniff it.
And if we hurry, maybe I can read my letter without opening them up.
Oh, Sam, it's for you.
Merry Christmas.
Hey, wait a minute.
Hi, Jethro, a couple letters for you.
This ain't from Sam.
My pleasure.
His name is Fairchild.
Are you responsible for the employees of this bank referring to me as Ebeneezer Scrooge?
He was just green.
Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Clafford.
I reckon a fella in your position can always use a clock.