Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

After the war, you two should play tennis.
And, Ace, don't forget to bow to the sergeant.
You've the British dorm to go to when they're sick of you.
Mrs. Victor.
-Keep the patients from the windows. -Yes, doctor.
-My Life. -Who's on the cover?
Come in, Red Dog Leader. Red Dog Leader, come in.
He's seen something.
B-29s?
Always thought he was.
Jamie, for God's sake, sit down!
Thank you.
Mind the plane. Prop it against the seat. Right, Yang.
MAN: I've got some! l've got some!
MAN: Just look...
How's your friend, Dr. Schweitzer?
-You're so clever, Basie. -Yeah.
MOTHER: John!
-They didn't look angry. -lt's not anger. lt's patience.
...l retire in luxury, start a barber college....
Those huts at a distance.
WOMAN: This is disgusting. Get some water.
They were luxuriant!
English boy, you come now.
This'll be the place on Thanksgiving. I'll have pheasant.
WOMAN: Gather in, children.
-We'll be here after every war. -Here's to that.
[SPEAKS IN JAPANESE]
With 250 calibers...
He gave me a mango.
-l don't want them. -Somebody will.
MRS. VICTOR: Must you, Jim? -Sorry.
It's how we'll win, refusing to die.
Where from?
He once gave a taxi--
I surrender! l surrender. Please!
Japan is devastated, destroyed in spirit...
-Where am l gonna go? -We'll all have to leave now.
Little hope of progress remains...
That one has whiskey, gin and a white piano.
She's with God now.
"Fare thee well: 'tis partly my own fault which death or absence--"
Mummy!
BOY: Wait for me!
-ln a way, it's our runway. -No, it's their runway, Jim.
I saw it.
English?
Please!
Please!
-Boss, it's the kid. BASlE: Come in.
MAN: Maybe the Japs put down mines. -Hey, boss. Boss!