Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Son, I like the cut of your soul.
Oh, you don't want to escape flesh like that.
Very well.
I was emanated.
He said I don't get my share until I reach the age of reason.
Hey, can I borrow him?
Yes, for the great pilgrimage.
Oh, that's very reasonable.
Them's possum exercises.
Love!
I'll take one.
I don't think I'd want to touch an untouchable.
Gets Granny fired up, too.
Can't you just see Elizabeth Taylor and me walking arm in arm, barefoot on a bed of hot coal?
Oh, yes.
I have arranged a special charter flight to carry my little pilgrims.
Yonder's your guru.
Oh, you're going to India with the guru.
Well, it might start a riot.
When you see my outfit, it'll kill them in Calcutta.
Dollars?
Robber!
I'll hit you right across your guru.
$2,000?
Peace, brother, is wonderful.
Why, your meditations have filled this house with love.
Oh, my dear.
Come with me.
Oh, listen, Granny.
Eyes closed, soul open.