Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The charges are piling up at the minute, but the one I'm worried about is murder.
Look, when do I get out?
Has he got the tissue?
Sam Drucker!
You rotten bear.
I reckon so.
Now, now, I like his taste in owners, but his taste in traveling companions needs working on.
They've got him for vagrancy, bootlegging, and contributing to the delinquency of a bear.
It's a deal.
The comedies you love, get it all.
I'm afraid I've got bad news.
Oh, shut up, you hairy wino!
Hey, Fred, can I borrow your truck to run over to Ripley?
The judge that's gonna try your case if he ever gets back from fishing.
Did he forget his overshoes and catch cold?
But take it easy.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
they got Mr. Drysdale in the locker?
Judging from his clothes, he probably smokes pot.
He knows where it is.
Where'd you pick him up?
Say, there's a real good friend of ours named Drysdale.
Do we have to, Miss Hathaway?
I'll be happy to do it.
Let me go.
No fooling.
Join us, Miss Hathaway.
The bass ain't running today.
You got a good nose on you, Judge.
They sure did.
Miss Jane, we sure are obliged to you for driving us to Hooterville.
What is the meaning of this?
I preferring charges against you.
We're celebrating New Year's Eve is past.