Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Are you all right, Master Bates? Are you?
...so you wouldn't be frightened if you saw him.
- Are you crazy? - Yes, but trust me.
What's wrong? What happened? Are you disappointed...
- So what? - He has very sweaty hands.
...open a store, it's for you.
And each year, we'd have a different color.
And one of his gang came up and stuck a gun in my ribs.
What's wrong?
I can fix this.
So Daddy bought some piranhas.
...to wrap me up, which they did, in a box.
...and your honest intentions.
I can do anything a woman can do. Almost.
Angela, this is for you!
You're lucky it's not a cat.
I can't feed myself on high ideas and principles.
All this is not boring? All this garbage?
You acted like money was important.
I get to open it. It's my present.
Looks like a job for me.
- Cleaning lady get fired? - Start Monday, in the newsroom.
Nice Wonder Wheel! Stop!
Holy cow! It works!
That's UMass Not "You Ass"
He's fired. Did you fire him?
Calm down, calm down. Calm down!
- I'll kill you! - Two-five is fine.
I'll end up in this room with all you toys for the rest of my life.
- Hi, foxy lady. - Thank you very much.
- Take it easy. - See you later!
- Are you serious? No kidding around? - No.
On six. On three. On two.
Now, what do you want to do first?
Boring.
- Tell you what. Shave. - Shave?
- Say it louder. - I love you!
A press card, salary, everything.
If you want a friend, you don't buy a friend.
That her full name?
Here you go.
Way to go, Jack! All right!
Spoilsport.
- 3000. - Two-five.
- Yes. - That's my friend.
A toy?
Mr. Brown, we're looking for a woman to do a little part-time cleaning...
It's not like everybody doesn't know already.
- Let's get him! - Holy shit!
Can you give me $10 for a cab? All I need is 10. Just $10.
You said I could have anything.
It's Mr. Bates' collection and I'm in charge.
- That's one trick you won't manage. - You wanna bet?
- At the Bugle. - So what?
What's going on? What do you mean?
He can do a lot of damage.
Don't touch that table.
I love it.
I was wondering if you'd tell us how you and your wife met.
If you're hopeless too, I don't mind.
Well, you know, go to bed... Make it.
...gently. You kinda pull her to you and you jump on her bones.
Come on, Jack. I'll race you for a beer.
They wouldn't talk to us. They work for your dad.
Listen, I'll be the editor and you be the reporter.
- Let's talk. - What are you doing here?
He bought a black man.
That's an ashtray.
...unless you come up with a quick 10 grand.
- Daddy? - It's just for your son, sir.
That's a good idea.
- They're raising money for the KKK. - Lf you ever loved me, trust me.
By the hour.
Well, we need a press. It's the only press in town, isn't it?
Because...
Don't let go.
- $2500 a week! - Get off the phone!
Up yours, you mother!
This got settled in the Civil War. You can't have slaves.
Go ahead, sugar.
Stanley!
Let me say something.
- Not until you eat. - Get me a hammer.
The question is, what the hell you doing here?
...you put a whoopee cushion under me.
"Goodbye! I want my clothes!"
- Slave sound too crass? - I'm serious.
You'll have to practice on someone else.
- I need something that fits. - I bought some for Barkley.
What do you do...
Hey, I know what. We'll start a newspaper. You can be a reporter.
- Hug me and say, "I love you." - I love you.
Just show her some of your heart, what you're made of.
I want my clothes!
Wonder Wheel, no. Wonder Wheel...