Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I trained a number ofboys to box back home.

Only ifyou put those on.

I was, but I didn‘t say where, did I ? What about you?

Look, stop snowing me. You ﬁght him.

You better hurry up, Henry. He looked at your arm like it was an hors d‘oeuvre.

At least she didn‘t have any trouble ﬁguring out your sex.

Don‘t let her go, Henry.

— Boo ! — [General] Hooray!

A boxing tournament?

You were saving queens and throwing spades, right?

Oh, ﬁne, General. A little rough, but we‘re not complaining.

We‘re not giving you up. You‘re the best thing to hit this place since dry socks.

Now put more shoulder into it. Use your whole body.

- Oh, hi. Uh-huh. — Fool Army, papers, double—talk, red tape,

Good evening and welcome to the Inter—Camp Boxing Tournament.

That‘ll do it. I ﬁgure to punch him, not run him to death.

Me doctor. Need hands. Operate.

What would you say if| told you that Trapper is gonna win that ﬁght?

[Woman] Get up! Get up!

What are you doing after the war? Hey, waita minute!

— It‘s not very ethical. — It‘s not even moral, but we‘re in a war zone.

|fyou‘re free later, I‘ll be glad to putyou up on my lift.

Now for the big question: Who am | ?