Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, Pa.
Everything but a cook.
Yeah, and I've been looking at you, big duck, and it's all wrong with France.
Jethro...
Come in.
I think I can find you a stool.
Coming up.
I suppose you cleaned off the whole table.
Boy, that's your restaurant.
And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubble and crude.
May I have a sip of your water?
You're looking awful dirty.
Well, what I had in mind was... Forget it, Uncle Jed.
Oil, that is.
Oh, that ain't it.
See, I got me a French cookbook.
I wouldn't laugh.
I'm going to talk to Mr. Drysdale.
What I'd give to see his knife and fork clanking together again, the sparks flying in every direction.
Jethro's rolls is in the oven.
Forget it, Ellie.
All right, Jethro, the rest is up to you.