Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And stay out of the liquor cabinet while we're gone.

We reserved you a room. Put out the fire.

Hello there. Excuse me, sir. Are you married?

That's amazing. You eat with little sticks, never missing a bite.

Come on, ladies.

Hanging onto the mast, screaming,

Let's examine our priorities.

- The ocean. - I rest my case.

we're always smiling at each other.

And, eventually, I'll catch the eye of some fat general

I'm in charge. From now on, everyone listens to me.

Americans. You measure everything by the dollar.

Take that back.

This isn't solving anything. I'm going to call the manager.

Ladies, as long as we're stuck with each other,

There's somebody in the bathroom.

I didn't. If I had, it'd have been when you had your nose done.

I'm the one who'll suffer most.

You have to be a contortionist.

I am the most decorated pioneer scout in the history of northern Minnesota.

Well, not for $100 a night.

Although it's ancient and gnarled,

OK. But his days are numbered.

But that's OK. I was married 45 years.

And he was lousy in bed.

All I wanted was a tan on my thighs.

It was an accident. You left it open.

- This is ridiculous. - Yeah? You think we're happy