Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Anything eIse, madam?
He is a grown man, more or Iess. He's out in the garage.
-It's on the house. -Oh, sure. Thanks.
Don't teII me you wanna join my aerobics cIass.
Good evening, Mrs. Robinson.
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Five, six, seven, eight. BIood was made to circuIate.
Oh, I'II get the door.
It wouIdn't be the truth, but I couId teII you--
-I thought you were so happy with her. -Not as happy as my husband.
...they'II be Iean, mean, cIeaning machines.
WeII, that's wonderfuI, Diane...
We've driven her over the edge, Mona. She's run amok.
Tony, if you don't stop this right now, I'm gonna kiII you!
No. I don't watch General Hospital.
-Hey, Mona. -Hey. Hi, Mother.
WeII, I'm the man from Eastport Paint and Body.
BIood was meant to circuIate.
How many ways?
Mother.
I'm sorry, madam. I'm just the maid.
Diane, she knows that's not true.