Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now he's throwing rolls at Mr. Drysdale.
The young folks is courting in there.
Oh, who's this?
That's a rat cute possum.
I'm changing it back.
No, thank you.
Ski-joggles, yes, roll.
Oh.
Let's be on our way.
A wonderful man, salt of the earth.
Ab!
He's having one of his spells.
I want you to meet one of the finest old gentlemen it has ever been my pleasure to know.
If Drucker doesn't keep him there, that sneaky baby will.
Believe it or not, he's laughing in your face.
Okay, come on.
When?
Well, we feel the same way about you.
Back to the secretarial pool!
Oh, maybe at Christmas.
It's only temporary.
You hold him, and I'll put shoes on him.
Someday after that Hooterville Highbinder, Shifty Sandrucker has squeezed him dry, Jed Clapper will come to me on his knees and beg me to make him rich again.
Oh, yeah, I did.
You ain't gonna forget me, are you, Sam?
This is nothing.
Ed's practically engaged to get married.
Bear, swallow.
Come on in.
Hey, that used to be Dash Riprock's name before.
Uh...milk the crows.
Oh, thank you, Mr. Drucker.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
I had bananas and bamboo shoots.
Jed says maybe we'll be back at Christmastime.
He's going like that anyway, and that's the way we ought to go.
Now you go in there and give the performance of your career.