Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Are you blind? Are you blind?

But he dropped by anyway.

me and MN Minnesota

I don't know whether to shoot you or adopt you.

I know you go to the Baird school.

I'll do the talking.

All right, where am I, in Asia?

Maybe later, all right?

Not an isolated case of vandalism.

Good. Taxi come yet?

Clear them little bottles off.

Schlitz, no Schlitz; Blatz, no Blatz; improvise.

-Gail. -Of course.

Quartermaster's on the take again.

No, I'm not opening.

The truth is, Charlie,

What are you doing? Stand up.

It don't take no Young American merit scholarship to figure this one out.

as the cradle of this country's leadership.

Nothing can shut them up, Sir

Goddamn beautiful, isn't she?

A tail's in the tail.

You're buildin' a rat ship here,

Colonel Slade was on Lyndon Johnson's staff, Miss Downes.

sometimes need a point in the right direction.

A bunch of runny-nosed snots in tweed jackets

A disrespect for our values,

WE are just getting warmed up

Come here, you.

Michael, get your hand outta your pocket.

New England Thruway all the way, Colonel?

"Have a nice day and come back soon."

George's father's gonna take care of that.

See no evil, hear no evil.

I promise you, an easy 300 bucks.

You know what they call me at the home office?

But you're 17, with a blind companion. That we don't do.

It's a valuable future, believe me.

What do you feel like doin' today, huh?

Did you time me?

Is there anything else in this world, Charlie?

"And I'm here to tell you this boy's soul is intact."

In loco parentis.

lt's almost 3:00. The goddamn Flintstones haven't left yet.

Well, how short are you?

-Colonel Slade... -Charlie, rolls on the table?

How's that for cornball?

Ah, you don't think I deserve it.

Feel it? That's straight.

Thought it's time to spread the riches around.

l add one name,

I got a loaded .45 here. You got pimples.

The substance I was Iooking for, Mr. Simms, was to come from you.

No, not an idea, Mr. Willis.

He wasn't conniving.

Are you test-driving this baby?

You're exhausting my patience and making a mockery of these proceedings.

Then you're gonna pull K.P., the grease pit!

It's really a...

I will give you one last chance.

I'm not drivin' anymore.

You're leavin' on that last shuttle out of LaGuardia.

Lieutenant Colonel, United States Army, retired.

They not only beat Exeter and Groton, but Aquinas High School, too.

What are you doin', banging the dean's daughter? Hah!

Charlie, I ask you,

Here's my hand.

At the dealer's.

Put the gun down, all right, Colonel?

This is Lieutenant Colonel Frank Slade.

receive neither recognition nor commendation

I owe you some money.

I'm gonna give myself a count.

Would you like to learn to tango, Donna?

And for that day, I am eternally grateful.

Please? Just like this. All right? There you go.

My wife's name is Gail, Frank.

Tell me now, Charlie.

You got it. Hold onto it. You're strong. Come on.

You got a lovely day to do it in, that's true

I'm here in place of Charlie's parents.

I couldn't say.

Get me a napkin. My mouth's watering.

Yeah, a little.

I'd show you out of order.

-Ready? -No. I'll take it from here.

I'm expecting somebody.

It's a path made of principle that leads to character.

You mean definitively?

How would you know, watchin' MTV all your life?

My shoulder boards are in the top dresser drawer.

I'll blow your fuckin' head off!

Conscience is dead.

I believe President Bush went to Andover, Colonel.

Thumb to palm, index finger through little digit, smartly aligned,

I think they're going to come to a decision now.

Yes, that's probably because he's at Arlington, six feet under.

Watch your step.

Just keeping this baby warm, that's all.

Let east meet west. We'll build a golden bridge.

My boy Charlie.

Get outta here!

-Colonel Slade... -Bread's no good west of the Colorado.

I'm a wizard. Give me the details, come on.

It's probably a good idea.

It's my stepfather.

I have an idea. Why don't I take your father for a test drive?

What a beautiful laugh.

Well, how much are these white-bosomed slopes of Vermont?

Hold on. Do you have beer?

Just let go, please!

when the shit hits the fan, some guys run,

there's only two syllables in this whole wide world worth hearing.

You don't know what out of order is, Mr. Trask.

Let me shake your hand.

Includes a nine-course, champagne Thanksgiving dinner.

There's no kid here that can move a Ferrari like I can.

Get in here, you idiot!

Hey Mt president

and I hear this sound and I

Let me have the gun, Colonel.

I'm your nephew.

Indeed it is. So is dinner.

And Mike Stevens, wherever you are out there…fuck you too!!

I'D SHOW YOU BUT IM TOO OLD