Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I grant you, there ain't many of them as that more of us.
Mr. Drysdale said my restaurant was fully equipped.
Forced a little into your eyeballs, too.
Well, they don't.
Oh, I know of a slightly less expensive venture that Jethro would excel in.
Oh, that's all right.
Okay, okay, I'll have one of those.
Oh!
Oh, that ain't it neither.
May I?
Find that boy a restaurant.
Doggone, my best pair!
Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.
Is the onion... There the rascals are.
I know all about that stuff.
Yeah, what's that?
Got the location, a snappy name, new glass in the windows, plenty of bittles, hot griddle.
Have him to come down.
For instance, you know how I used to think that babies come from under cabbage leaves?
Oh, come on, Granny.
Mr. Clampett, you shouldn't be carrying around that much money in your pocket.
I don't even want to.
But it's mostly rheumatism medicine.
Jethro, you really ought to try grinding a hurdy-gurdy.
They're coming back.