Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now don't you worry, it looks fine.
You ate the whole thing?
And?
You going carting?
Showtime!
My time is limited.
Vintage champagne, chilled to perfection, imported caviar.
Turned me into a platinum blonde.
Okay, into the sweat box.
You say, Jethro invented it?
I'm afraid they're not interested.
You know, Joe, I'm beginning to wonder if I should accept Mr. Clampett's invitation to dinner.
I'll find him and bring him over to the club.
Mr. Clampett's big enough.
Oh, no, no, Fleming, John.
Well, you'll find Mr. Sebastian in the massage room.
Now, let's just let it simmer there.
Right.
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
Mr. Clyde, but where have you been?
$10 an ounce.
I'll switch back to gas.
Yes, ma'am.
Empty?
I'm right in the middle of a great experiment.
Joe, where are you?
Well, maybe I better let him know you're here, then.