Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you doing in town?
I don't know what done it.
Hello, Mr. Clampett.
Take that back to her and... Hey, now wait a minute, Uncle Jeb.
So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly.
Roughly speaking, none.
Get someone to sit in for you.
I believe you mean marriage.
Miss Hathaway, what if the King and Ellie May were to fall in love and there was a merger?
This rate is good only during world paper shortages.
You will drink vintage wine and eat gourmet food.
I am.
Call me Bobo, all my friends do.
Right, and he doesn't have them.
He'll be pleased.
King Alexander of... Yeah, now, remember, let me tell him.
Yes, I've read that he's worth billions.
No, I liked you.
And your family.
No, they're just one of my smaller accounts at the bank, 70 million or so.
He's gone, and all that's left is his royal napkin holder.
What is she doing here?
Don't you have a uniform you can impress her with?
And then one day, he was shooting at some food, and up to the ground come a bubbling crude.
I may be out the clamp, but that royal thief is up there right now sweeping Ellie off her feet, and I told him how.
To do what?
Jethro was bad enough, but this one looks like something out of the big blue book of fairy tales.
Chucks, you can call me Gator Face if you want to.
And do you want me to contact your Swiss bank for the balance?
She rushed into it before she was ready.
I heard you were staying, so I dropped by with your luggage.
Poor little thing.