Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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