Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, please, Jack. You don't owe me an explanation.

Uh, that's Shakespeare's play.

Jack. Very tight. No, no. Hear me out.

I'm sorry, Mr. Tripper, but I won't be able to approve this loan.

Oh. Right. Right.

and then you just happened to give it to Chrissy with a big ribbon on it,

♪ Three is company too ♪

♪ Where the kisses are hers and hers and his ♪

Let me just, uh... Oh, no, no, no. I really love it!

Oh, well, thanks, Margaret.

Good night, Jack.

♪ Down at our rendezvous Three is company too ♪♪

I'm gonna tell you for the last time... I can't afford it.

Oh, Chrissy, it is not your fault.

Ever, ever ever!

What? Well, I did want it before Chrissy got hers,

♪ Down at our rendezvous ♪ ♪ Down at our rendezvous ♪

St... I said I don't want to hear it.

One hundred, two hundred,

I don't see why, uh...

Gee, Mr. Roper. I had no idea you'd be so understanding.

Do the Skinhead scat

why Jack couldn't bring himself to tell you about it.

We're catching the 9:00 plane for Las Vegas.

You bought that jacket for Mr. Roper to give to Mrs. Roper on Chrissy's birthday?

That's 'cause you never let me see any.

I remember you now.

So what? I mean, it's only money.

If you want to know a woman, ask another woman.

Well, Mr. Tripper, your application seems to be in order.

Right, right. And, of course, it never, uh, crossed your mind...

I mean, I don't know where I'd get that kind of money.

Is that all you ever think about?

Oh, Janet, when you said Jack would have something up his sleeve,

Oh, Jack! I just saw it! Ha-ha!

[ Muffled ] What?