Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Either my uniform or my personal poison magnetism.

And you look so handsome!

Just pretend he's company from home.

Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Clampett?

Wait, there's a footnote.

What about getting married?

Yeah, and I'll pick you up right here for our date tonight.

I have billions in my Swiss bank account.

Well, tuck them in and let's eat.

Well, she's gotten seven divorce settlements.

Well, they're worth something already.

Alex, why don't you stop being an international freeloader?

I can hardly wait to see what's in them.

Is she by any chance rich?

King Alexander's a billionaire, all right, in glottonies.

Well, I'm telling him.

Here we are, Miss Hathaway.

I'm meeting Margaret down there to pick up King Alexander.

Yes and disobey Granny.

Well, naturally, he'd need other important qualities to make him a good husband.

It's civilian currency.

You're down to sponging off bourgeois Beverly Hills bankers.

This truck and frog hunting tonight.

Oh, well I reckon that explains the money.

It sure aren't what I expected.

Both feet, and it's too late to pull them out.

Your wife says King Alexander is one of the world's most eligible bachelors.