Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mrs. Hill, would you say your husband has a bad temper?

Okay, I'm looking for a tap and die and some WD-40.

Yeah, yeah, that's even better.

Please return the garage door...

Oh, Hank, it was an accident.

I'll give you dialogue...

So don't come crying to me with your problems!

It's already 110 in the summer.

your son's growth in private.

It's hard, Peggy.

So do not come crying to me with your problems!

Don't listen to her, Bobby.

Let's go get something to eat!

Let's say I want a hammer! Do you know what a hammer is?

Mother of God! It's all toilet sounds!

I heard on talk radio you don't even need them.

What in the hell did you tell him that for?

"My boy ain't much, but he's all I got!"

Well, you're welcome to stay.

LUANNE: I borrowed your truck this morning, Uncle Hank.

And if you're projecting this anger onto me...

Honey, let's give him Luanne.

Now don't you worry, son. You just do your best.

HANK: Let me tell you, Bobby, there's nothing funny about these sounds.

That's a hell of a weird sound. I never made that before.

HANK: Look at the batter, boy! Watch the ball!

[Doorbell rings]

Mister, I have not begun to project my anger onto you.

[Muttering] I've been calling y'all better than a month now.

You know what it could be? That damn starter motor.