Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are his hopes and dreams, his desires and aspirations?

There's no point in looking back.

You think the board would do anything without my authorization?

You're a fellow Muncian.

a fast-talking career gal who... thought she was one of the boys

Our next president must have the liberty I have had as owner...

The future is now.

Thank you for your kind attention.

- The Hoopsucker. - The Hudswinger.

ooh wish we could go back in time back to 1999 take a ride back to my old neighbourhood i just wanna go back to hit me baby one more time. kitchen under the table like we had a beautiful view a guitar on the roof back to where we came from.

Sure. We'd all be millionaires.

Mr. Bumstead is growing restless.

Over in the Waldorf, the big shots is dancing to the strains of Guy Lombardo.

That just ain't Old Moses' way.

both at Hudsucker and here on Earth.

- How long you been here? - Forty-eight years.

Does it have rules?

if I could take a minute of your very valuable time to show you something...

Reaping huge profits for his company and winning the hearts...

No magazines! No coffee!

Finally, there'd be a thingamajig that would bring everyone together...

Sears Braithwaite of Bullard. Do you know him?

We need a front page with a heart and the Idea Man can put it there!

She'll be driving Six white horses when she comes.

There's a marathon poetry-reading on New Year's Eve. I go every year.

What does he have for breakfast?

Why? Why did he do it? Everything was going so well.

Congratulations, kid.

thinks she's one of the boys. If you know what I mean.

- Dope? Dipstick? - No.

I don't know. Maybe I was just...

Maybe she should have come in here and faced you man-to-man.

Please, Norville! Please give me one more chance!

Code it wrong and they dock you!

- He's not noticing, Benny. - Maybe he's wise.

so our discussion could have focus...

Relax, it's only natural...

I don't want excuses, I want results!

Make it fast, fast!

You punch in at 8:30 every morning, except you punch in at 7:30 following a business holiday, unless it's a Monday, then you punch in at 8 o'clock. Punch in late and they dock you.

in my case it's at least twice that...

Why is he an Idea Man? Because Hudsucker says he is?

Is it your lunch? The chicken à la king?

Yeah, sure. Let's grab a highball.

It's addressed to Sid Mussburger, Hudsucker's right-hand man!

I say, we made this chump, we can break him!

What we need now is a new president who will inspire panic in the stockholder.

Cheap? It's never been more valuable!

I call you Miss because you seem to have missed the boat completely.

The only story here is how this guy made a monkey out of you, Al.

- Adenoids. - No, Benny.

At the Muncie College of Business Administration.

Please, Norville.

I see you've been having some problems with the board.

Sure sure, he was a swell fella...

to whomever you and the board shall elect to succeed me as president.

you know, for kids.

Yes, sirree, this is my ticket upstairs.

- Well, maybe I... - And only some kind of knuckle-head...

Outside mail is 3-37.

Not now, I'm busy.

including one very special long-distance call.

and will be deducted from your pay. That is all.

Hud left no will and no family.

given the discretionary income of the burgeoning middle-class.

Might keep you from jumping out of any more windows.

Facts, figures, charts. They never sold a newspaper!

And yourself too. We both deserve one.

Long Live the Hud!!!

Waring Hudsucker never did anything the easy way.

- I'm not sure. - I need that voucher!

Looking for a nitwit to buy you lunch?

Take a break. You worked hard on this story. You broke it for us.

Market shares in most divisions is increasing...

I'm getting off this merry-go-round!

of this whipping wheel of wonder?

Patient shows no ambition, no get-up-and-go, no vim.

That gag's got whiskers on it.

No, I want an imbecile, not a cipher or you'd have the job.

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that failure should never lead to despair.

You know, for kids.

Everybody has parents.

Mr. Kane, Mrs. Eisenhower is

And society pages have been linking you with fashion model Za-Za.

- She better think fast. - She isn't.

I... Well, no, no. I never really.

He's 100 percent real McCoy, beware of imitations, genuine article.

And enter the light lunch.

Martinis are for squares, man.