Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What do you need me to do? - Not here.

Hell he did. No, he didn't.

These Peaches have traded their mitts for boxing gloves.

[fanfare music playing]

I'm just trying to help her out.

I just, I don't wanna hurt Jess's feelings.

Well, I don't think this wall can take too much more of your fastball, so, uh...

[news announcer] As spring turns to summer

[Maybelle] Well, what's gonna happen now? What do we do now?

to the fad that's spreading even faster than fascism. Night baseball!

[door opens and closes]

Okay, listen. I didn't ask for this, but we have to...

God, take it easy.

Carson's got a hot bat too.

[motorcycle revving]

- We can't just keep doing the same shit. - Yeah, well, what's your idea?

You know, more guys are getting drafted at the factory.

And he gets to come home.

What's going on with him?

[rhythmical music playing]

He is a soldier, like you.

Okay, remember when we first kissed?

It's just for a few days. We will all survive.

Because I knew you'd get upset.

♪ Oh, my darling Oh, my darling ♪♪

Me and you are gonna figure this out together, okay?

With impeccable manners, of course.

I'm hungry, too.

[announcer] Gonzales is all turned around.

[whispering] Do people know about this place?

Now you're telling me that you're going to be the coach here, now?

- I don't wanna go, baby. - I know. I know, baby.

and Allied bombs begin to fall over Rome,

We could go see if nuns like snacks.

Stop it! Enough!

I always like to make sure that I'm seen on a man's arm.

these gals of summer hit homeruns

Uh, yeah, like, this system wasn't really meant to be seen by anybody else.

Good to see you.

- [bat hits ball] - Oh, come on!

- Wait. - What?

I mean, not that Terri's bad. She's got great off-speed stuff. But...

[church bell ringing]

I liked watching you break one of your rules today.

You could just put that down.

[announcer] Monte Irvin takes the plate as Chapman centers herself.

- We're getting warmer. - [Toni] You just get on out of here then.

Until Mr. Baker can find an appropriate substitute...

Can you tell me that? No. I've been through this.

He's not even clipping his toenails, and he usually loves that.

[Edgar] It all comes back to Bertie, doesn't it?

Oh, my God. Max isn't bringing up baseball tonight, for once.