Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Step right in.
Oh wait, I pretty near forgot.
By the way, Ellie, what's this?
It's all right, Fredericks.
The success of our project depends on getting Daddy out of town for a while.
Maybe he was too poor to buy canvas.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Dolling paint on walls as far as I got.
Gee, I...
I'm going to clock and shoot a few... Melvin, darling, you mustn't lift anything heavy, not in your condition.
Oh!
Believe I'll pass it up.
So your silence is essential.
Him and Ellie too, but he's going at it the hard way.
This is a possum, that's a pussycat, that's a hound dog, and yonder's a fox.
Plenty of pot liquor and poem to sop it up with.
No, thanks.
We'll sleep out yonder, and you helly can bed down out in the butler's pantry.
Whack off an ear.
Yes, ma'am.
But your health comes first.
No, sir.
But this painting on the ceiling is the most miserable work I ever took on.