Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's up the river fishing for white bass.

Boss Drucker, head of the Hooderville Mafia.

You're groaning all over the courthouse.

Hey, Pete, where'd you get the... Where'd you get the bear?

The Vinegar Joe wouldn't like it.

Where is the judge?

I feel sorry for that poor guy.

First, there's vagrancy.

He only turned mean after his wife ran off with that banker from Kansas City.

Christmas at Petticoat Junction was a delightful experience.

I can see it all now.

Granny, I think you'd better check the pantry first.

And I gave him plenty of extra jugs for the trip back.

I got a little homemade spinner.

We're going to the courthouse.

This way, Liz's case comes up in front of Vinegar Joe.

You see, we've been sleeping on the ground a lot because these lousy motels around here won't give us a room.

Order in the court.

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

Say, he's a rough-looking character.

They claim he's a vagrant.

Ah, you put me down.

Yeah, and he was listening to radio serials every foot of the way.

A Beverly Hillbilly.

Honorable Joe Johnson presiding.

Well, I'll need it.

You see Fred, I won't have no trouble, as long as the prisoner ain't a banker or a city feller.

The judge is out fishing?

And when he wakes up with a hangover, oh, he's mean.

I'll call you from there.

How would you like to go fishing, too?

Well, just as quick as I can, Fred.