Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wanted to get past the schoolmarm image.

Is Mr. Harry Sultenfuss in?

We're getting married.

It's real hot. Maybe we can go swimming.

My fears and secrets.

You can be in a room with 100 men...

You put me in a bad mood.

I was born jaundiced.

Don't get me wrong. I like it.

What are you doing in my garage?!

Under the N''...

I haven't had a bingo partner in ages.

If I ever meet Luke Skywalker

- I'm hungry. I can't last any longer. - Then go home, baby.

For instance, on a given night, anybody can win.

- I have my clothes on! - Do it!

I look at you and see the passion

Name That Movie!

Watch out for the rust when you get lettuce.

Dad, didn't you say you needed prunes real bad?

He was gonna be an acrobat!

Banner yet wave

You did not smell my rose, and you did not touch my grass.

I think she looks nice.

So, who's first?

- Give me the goddamn keys! - That hurts!

How may I help you?

I think you'd make a fine writer.

Do you long for the happiness that day would bring?

He was Allergic to bees

with a clear and open heart.

I used to like to play with my Ken and Barbie dolls.

California. I'm going to Hollywood to live with the Brady Bunch.

- Run faster! They're after us! - I am running faster.

What we're going to do is send our vibes out into the group.

that He might lay his hands on them in prayer.

Come on. Let's go.

Ruined her singing voice.

- You're so weird. - I want my money back.

Gave proof through the night

When I came here, the idea of working with dead people didn't thrill me.

They can amaze us like a thunderstorm...

He's exactly the one you want.

Hi, Veda. What's wrong today?

You can really eat and sleep here?

Are you coming or not, Thomas J.?

- Twenty million dollars. - I heard you, all right.

and many relatives, friends and schoolmates.

indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

One of my streamers is gone.

For just 50 cents... a half dollar... five dimes... ten nickels...

We must find solace in knowing that he's in God's care.

But you did not hear my song.

It baffled medical science. They were in a magazine.

- Who are you calling a moron? - Put a lid on it.

We toil in unrewarded obscurity.

Excuse me. I finished Mr. Layton's hair.

So do you want to?

- Yea, God. - I'll second that.

we have a ride guaranteed to rearrange all of your internal organs.