Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're joking.
Granny will be right back.
He might be out in the yard.
Dr. Clampett.
Pitiful, pitiful.
Jethro Bodine.
That's right.
Hey, Granny!
Why, them darn fool crazy mixed-up college kids, they made a mistake.
She's coming back and bring some others.
Yeah, thank you.
Granny, I'm so glad to see you, I ain't even going to ask you where you've been.
But just as I cut loose, that little varmint skedaddled.
Had me putting pegs in holes and looking at spilt ink, but I passed it.
Dr. Clampett, I presume.
Now, here, here, just a minute.
Howdy, ma'am.
I'm coming.
Then will you please explain what this little woman wants?
Then I'll just have to yank them rascals out.
And that's how I made my fortune.
Let's say seeing your picture in the paper and want you to doctor them.
Hillbilly, that is.
It says so in the paper.
He's throwing them knives at her.
What?
Couldn't I just put it in a sack and take it home?
Hey, Uncle Jeff, when I wanted to be a brain surgeon, everybody said that I had to go to college eight years to be a doctor.