Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, Mrs. Sebastian is used to the best.

And then I'm going to beat you, bake you, boil you, steam you, and fry you until those pounds come off.

I'm sure gonna try, but it ain't gonna be easy.

Al, you steer, I'll push.

I was talking about the man who's going to head up our new syndicate.

In a sense, but I'll let him explain it to you.

Well, bon chance.

I told you the kid was a genius.

Just beautiful.

I didn't get it.

Well, I reckon it would have took the edge off of Granny's veitals anyhow.

Adventurer, world traveler, oceanographer, authority in marine biology.

Oh, of course not.

The concept that the form of the future lies at the bottom of the ocean is absolutely brilliant.

Have Jethro rush you right over to the Oxford Club.

Swimming pools, movie stars.

Mr. Clampett didn't put in an appearance.

I got to admire your pride.

Real live billionaire.

Why, Mr. Sebastian, I have your film all ready to project.

Thank you, dear.

If this undersea farming was worth anything, he'd be here.

Well, let me pay.

Hillbilly, that is.

I do hope you'll see your way clear to help make his dream a reality.

He just pushed a truck four miles at a dead run.