Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's called a "wrap party." This is all for you guys.
You're nuts, but I love you.
I always thought that they conducted their proms in an excellent manner.
Let's go play the game.
It's always my fault. Well, it wasn't. It was Fancy's.
When you were in England, sir.
- $10,000. - Ten...
- I'm trying to help. - You're not.
Give me a hand. Somebody give me a hand.
We've got four more days. What'll we do?
...just playing.
She'd really like you if you'd show her what you're made of.
I'm the new cleaning lady.
- Come on, I just... - Come on, Scoop. Hey, wait!
It's just a joke.
Meet my friend Clarence.
What? I can't hear you, Mr. Bates.
What's the matter? I'm in the back.
I said, "Sure, yes. What'd you think? You know that."
No. But I'm definitely gonna tell her that I love her with all my heart.
You know, that kid loves you.
- I'm U.S. Bates' son! - You got a jail around here?
That's very good. You're what we call "overqualified."
All right, war has been declared!
Hey, pops. What do you need?
You can spread it on bread.
Take it easy, Fancy.
Look out!
I got a job. I guess I can be happy about that.
Hello, Mr. Brown.
Come on. Get out!
Get out of here, will you? You're disrupting the cast.
...wearing some kind of rayon-like uniform.
You don't know anything about running a newspaper.
- That's what I meant. - Let's start at 1000 and work up.
Good. Good.
You're made of a lot, you know.
Are you all right?
No, in our newspaper.
No, I can do it. I can do it, Mr. Bates.
I don't want to stay because I don't have anyone to play with!
Democrats don't normally support us in the open.
Come on, Jack.
Ten thousand dollars!
Nice to meet you. You better be right.
You dirty son of a bitch!
Come on. Don't do that to me.
Watch it, watch it, watch it! Tricker! One year. That's one.
Stop the Wonder Wheel!
What the hell is this?
They're not selling you anymore.
Don't, Dad! I want him back! Don't! I want Jack back.
What you're offering me isn't a job. It's an insult.
She loves to fight. A good fighter.
I'm doing it myself!
You're hopelessly locked in. You can't avert it.
Box the robot.
Mr. Bates!
Come on, Jack. Let's go play some more games.
They've come for the pajamas.
Okay, duck.
- $400. - For babysitting?
It's a little light here. Thank you.
Ticklish!
Oh, U.S., it's good to see you.
- Shut up! - What?
I am too. I'm a journalist.
That's it!
- Jack, look out! - I'll give you an Eskimo Pie!
How the average liberal thinks.
No now. No tomorrow. No next week. I'm not...
Look out!
You know...
"Pops, how you doing? Boy, I had a great time all year."
I thought you were world-class.
"Danger. Do not touch."
- I want him. - He's not for sale.
Thats it! you are in big trouble young man!
- Fancy. - Wait until I'm done, U.S.
Here we are, young man. Shall I wait?
Jack, get out of here.
Stop! Don't go out that door!
- Could you fix me a cheeseburger? - What's going on?
If you don't come and finish your dinner...
Good luck, Mr. Morehouse.
Come on! You don't believe me?
- We wouldn't want that, would we? - Pardon me.
Reporters make people talk, if they're any good.
- Two-seven. - Two-five is my top.
I have an idea. You want to go fishing?
What are you doing here, you asshole?
- I'm embarrassed! - That wasn't remotely amusing.
- It's great. Look at all... - Don't touch!
I hate you calling me "Scoop." I want to be the editor.
Mr. Brown, I'll make it pleasant. I will scrub your back.
Lord, have mercy. Morehouse done flipped his wig.
- I wanna stay with you. - No!
I'm looking for Miss Ruby D. Simpson.
I'm pretty good.
The last one in is a rotten egg.
- Take this. - What can I get?