Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your belly'd like to suffer.
Kindly, practically happy.
My pleasure, Mr. Clampett.
Yes, sir.
It knocked three mustaches off the bench.
Well, why didn't he just paint a picture of his ear and send that?
No, no, Frederick.
Well, if you ain't done your suffering for the day, just step out and take a look at your car.
Before we go into that, hadn't we better get Mr. Clampett's signature on this grant deed?
Make that two weeks.
I can see it in your poor, tired face.
Howdy, Miss Drydale, glad you could drop by.
Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.
Just don't know how the city of Beverly Hills can ever show its appreciation.
And neither have they.
This is my most inspired plan.
This has been a Filmways presentation.
All right, maybe that would be better.
Whose car is that out front?
Well, this here's a possum, Granny.
He's out front trying to rassle it off the truck.
Well, I'm proud to meet you.
Y'all come back now, yeah?
Greetings, Jethro.
Ms.