Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Quickly, Fredericks, before Claude gets one of his migraines.
I studied all about art in the fifth grade.
Mr. Engleman, this rock sculpting here was done by my nephew Jethro.
Oh, here comes some visitors.
Him and his expensive prescriptions.
Model agency?
Reckon you're right.
but I'm getting awful sick of painting them.
Masterpieces, art treasures, and such.
You burn.
Yes, sir, Pa.
Howdy, Miss Drysdale.
The use of one's name on a building of this sort would be a great honor.
Fine, fine.
According to Ms.
I'm second thought.
How long do you think you're going to need me?
Need more room, we'll put up the cabin.
Yeah, this young fella fetched her over this morning.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
At this very moment, he's on his way to Palm Springs.
Thank you.
Well, that seems a shame.
Let me talk to the Clampetts.
No, don't do that.
Brilliant, young man.
No, no.
Oh, I understand, madam.
Anybody who says education ain't worth their money ought to listen to this boy.
I'll just have to chalk it up to more suffering.
Good morning, Mrs. Hathaway, Mr. Drysdale, Mrs. Laude, Mrs. Mullins.