Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jethro, my pa gave this gun to me, and his pa gave it to him.
My dingies.
I'll make a dashing figure on a horse.
No, sir.
Why couldn't you be an expert on bikinis instead of Civil War uniforms?
In the dangerous game of toying with a man's emotions, there's no substitute for experience.
Yes, sir.
I can lead the attack, sir.
That was ladyfingers.
Jan!
No, young'uns, it might be a trap.
You and Sergeant O'Hara.
He's not going into the Army Reserve today.
Hello, Amy.
She comes from Boston.
Did you ever hear of Bell Boyd, the beautiful Confederate spy?
Hot dogs.
So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.
Well, how'd you know?
You're the first one to get his attention.
I've been riding all my life.
He's every woman's hero.
Don't blame her too much.
Any southern bells?
You'll be taken there.
The first thing Monday morning.
He couldn't live this long.
Old Abe himself.
That, my boy, is a money man piggy bank.
I'm gonna fight.
See you Monday.
No, ma'am.
Well, what about a buggy?
Tell them you wore it to please a sweet, sentimental, little, old, gray-haired granny who would break your leg if you didn't.