Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, hey, Mr. Cunningham, like, I can't take your bread.
See new things, meet new people. See what life is about.
Wherever the wind takes us. The Left Bank, Morocco,
I mean, it doesn't matter where I am or how I am.
Maybe we should give him a ticker-tape parade, huh?
Reefers, dear.
Bingo.
I like that.
Yeah, take my jujubes.
Well, I know you're feeling better, Diedre,
Oh, that's nice. I like poetry.
This? This? This is a life?
What can you do? He wants to be alone.
We're taking the bus to my father's dairy farm.
But do you know what's really missing?
Oh, certainly, dear. Your friends are always welcome here.
It just lacks one thing.
Are you kidding?
Dad, you don't understand. You're not even trying to understand.
Well, I'm going on the road.
No, I think he needs a cold bourbon.
I don't make enough money at Arnold's to keep me in chewing gum.