Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Think your friend there might like a piece of bologna?
-Skip, where are you, boy? -Find a seat!
"Dear Willie:
I know you're upset with us.
Zachary will enjoy having his way to spend whatever he wants just this time, maybe.
And the other thing she swore was...
Willie, you're so dreamy!
Look at this.
Play ball!
It was unconditional love on both our parts.
He's 5. He still wets his pants.
Maybe we should reconsider what we talked about before.
I'm playing some ball now, you know.
It's all right, Willie!
He keeps the dog.
Well, my daddy was stern and overbearing.
... the prettiest girl in town, would let me hold her hand?
Because you're the worker, and I'm the brains of this operation.
Yeah. See you.
If, as the authorities often declare...
I don't care if you're hurt! Take the ball. I don't care.
Even my father had to admit...
She's still alive.
You've grown almost 2 inches.
Aren't you embarrassed to be wearing Dink's number?
"And he said to his sons, 'Saddle the ass for me.'
Hunters. Take a knee.
It became as familiar to me as grass or sunlight.
Sometimes he gets mad and says things he doesn't mean.
For the struggles of my life...
I was an only child.
Like who?
You helped me meet the guys...
Her bridge games meant finger sandwiches for the taking.
Twenty-four, hut!
Shoot, yeah, really. Don't forget to write me.
This can't be the last time with our dog Zachary got.
Hello!
Now, you look like a smart kid.
Shut up and lift. Come on.
Where are you from? Mars?
Besides Dink.
Every bend in the road, every slope, every field.
See...
...this is no place for dogs? Now get him out of here!
Millard, fetch a pint for Dink.
We finally saw Waldo Grace play.
Hey, you wait for us!
...we get the football signed by Dink.
That's Waldo Grace.
Come on!
Where the old men sat drowsily in straw-bottom chairs...
He killed a whole six-pack!
Come on, boy.
You know, as a souvenir.
...of being an only child and having a loyal and loving dog.
Jenkins, come on. Let's go!
Dink's gonna show me when he gets home.
...and bomb the rest of the guys. You got it?
Skip, are you here?
One night, a boy about our age...
Look! Look! Did you see that? They scored.
Skip's lost.
You shut up.
All right, then.
... was an endless source of one-sided conversation.
Real slow.
...and Dink hasn't even come out of his house yet.