Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't tell any of the extras.
Yes.
Shut up, boy.
Kid.
Go to Hollywood and Vine.
You're better off outta there.
Yes, sir, Pa.
Hot dog!
Right now?
Why did you go to color?
Well, it ain't sin-soaked.
Yes, sir, Pop.
Intelligence.
No, I missed that.
Friendly of him.
She'll get acquainted with these young fellas a heap easier if her family ain't standin' around.
With the kind of money they're making, I don't care.
And that girl knew all about Hollywood parties because she'd been through the mill.
Good.
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
You stay here, Dash Rock.
I want to talk to you.
Dry Dale, I thought you told me he was mad about Ellie May?
Now, uh, in the opening scene, when we're, uh... Howdy.
Don't you trust me?
Chapman?
Shut that!
Yeah, that's right.
I packed you lunch to take to that sin-soaked studio, Ellie.
Look, we'll tone down the love scene.
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.
Hold on just a minute.
All right.