Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's a garbage man.

How would you like a job as a director for OK Oil?

And that's the end of it.

Well, exactly where did it come from?

May we have the vote?

Mr. Drysdale has something he wants to ask you.

I've been wandering around here like a cow in a cornfield looking for something to do.

Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

I'm feeling frisky as a new shorn sheep.

Mr. Clampett, how many barrels an hour is this well of yours producing?

Hillbilly, that is.

Morning, gentlemen.

We've been flying for a half hour.

That's the OK Oil Company.

Has Jim come down yet?

Gentlemen, our new candidate for the board of directors.

You think this entire O.K.

I was just elected unanimously.

But in the meantime, we got a viewing schedule.

Not yet, Granny, but we's ready for him.

Ah, this is your problem, Melbourne.

Boy, I wish I worked on one of them big trucks.

It's a dry well!

I can appreciate the fact that Mr. Clampett owns some valuable real estate.

Ellie, a friend's in trouble and I'm on the board of directors now.

Now you've given me Jed Clampett to shove down his throat.

The OK Oil Company can't find no new weld.

What have you done to this plane?

A real coffee break?

I keep trying to tell you we are off the ground.

For some reason, the fellow who was going to Bombay decided to get off at Albuquerque.

You're flying to Albuquerque?

I'm gonna break open my jug and some glasses.

I know just how you feel, Granny, but we got to look.