Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

COTTON: Kill it, boy!
You are welcome to march yourself down to the Safeway.
DEE DEE: Suppertime, Colonel.
just so he could stay here and drive me crazy.
PEGGY: How's it coming with the car, grease monkey?
At the same time, 500 miles away...
but because of a mutual, unspoken agreement...
Feisty!
Huh? Huh?
What did you say? What did you say?
Your wife divorced you.
What in God's name is going on here?
You will never know if you are attractive.
PEGGY: His woman?
[Cotton hollering]
I told him how I lost my shins defending our country.
I fixed it, Uncle Hank.
Your father disfigured his own automobile...
Oh, I am so sorry your grandpa ruined your birthday, son.
Hey, it if ain't the old grease monkey.
he married his 16-year-old nurse.
- Mom? - That's right.
Boy wants his dinner in here.
I've been telling Bobby a lot of things. For example...
They were spitting on the US flag.
Now what do you say we get an ice cream?
And it's your fault for not nipping it in the bud.
Look at me, son. Look at my shins!
Jeez, Bobby, why not compare her to a baboon in the zoo?
and I used to crawl around on the hood and buff it till it shined like Christmas.
The blood attracted sharks.
Well, all righty!