Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

— I‘ll be right with you. — No, uh, Father——
— Doc? — Yeah?
Odds or evens?
Yes?
How ‘bout one for the Gipper?
— I‘m with you. — Pierce, are you scared?
Now place it gently...
— Sir, have Major Burns look after the hospital. — McIntyre, have Major Burns——
his face twisted with pain.
7-2-4-8-5.
All the wealth I want you can find in here.
Hey, hey, I got it! Here we go.
|wasn‘t gonna wear it till I got discharged,
Boy, do I know when to come into a room.
Very well.
[Whispering] Oh, that kind of bomb.
Father, Notre Dame is not playing.
— Got the right instructions, Henry? — I hope so.
Not 12 inches. One foot.
Why, Radar!
[ Henry] A thousand bucks!
Likea person with a nice suit.
|f| don‘t hear from you, I‘ll understand.