Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hold it. Hold it.

♪ Movin' on up ♪

Thank you. Come again.

He's better off.

But that was three days ago.

I said I was sorry you broke up with Helen.

Ah, yes. Her name is Tracy Williams.

but can you tell me what's happening?

Oh, that might be cutting it a little close.

I think she just moved into the neighborhood.

so if you'll excuse me... Lionel, Lionel!

That was their hall closet.

he means "feet."

Don't worry about it, sir.

well, he's not perfect, but then neither am I.

She ain't even a good skateboard.

How could you forget a girl like Jenny?

Oh, thanks, Ralph!

Well, I mean, look,

It's still dumb.

I can't wait for Lionel to meet you.

but she's in an old profession.

This ought to be. It cost $17.50 a bottle.

and then you can do your homework,

Can I speak to you privately, Mr. Jefferson?

ever since our fight with the Jeffersons.

Say, how about if I asked you a routine question?

Look, I sent out for some wine.

We don't clean whistles.

Williams, Tracy Williams.

♪ We finally got A piece of the pie ♪

I'll show you who ain't got rhythm!

Mr. J., could I ask you a favor?

A black girl, Weezy, pure black,

go up and apologize to the Willises?

Is it your birthday or something?