Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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