Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What a waste!
Where are you, boy?
I've done all I can.
He'd sit down, look you straight in the eye...
Here, Skipper!
...and catch us by surprise every time.
Stop. You're lucky to have that food, with the rationing.
Old Skip was 1 1...
Run! Run!
Where are you?
Here, Skipper!
Now, you know what happened to my leg.
How do you know what he can handle?
...when you was just a baby.
Freedom...
Who'd have dreamed that Rivers Applewhite...
That's my boy.
...and surely the most lasting.
Get your moonshine and get out of here.
Thank you, Aunt Maggie.
How long will you be gone?
Come on, Jenkins!
Where is it now, you think?
-How about you, Henj? -No way.
Here.
He's not a baby. He's a responsible boy who needs a friend.
...one day she'd rise up from the grave and burn down the whole town!
You can do it, honey!
Members of the Army's crack K-9 Corps...
I know all about loss.
Come on down.
Skip, get!
Recollections slip in and out and around in time...
I don't think so.
It was indeed a strange and unusual time.
He's only the best ballplayer anywhere around here. Ever.
Moonshiners!
Have you seen Skip? I can't find him.
You're being bad! Now go!
Let's go, Cliff.
Is this your dog?
You want to help? Fine.
Maybe next year.
Get up and fight!
Dogs die. They get sick.
What do you mean "You're not a scout leader yet"?
That day...
Goofball can't even catch!
Absolutely not. We've been over this already.
You bawling like a big baby because you lost that ball game?
Run, Will, run! Run for touchdown!
That's okay, Willie.
Huck Finn.
Wait.
He's gonna be the star runner for the Memphis Chickens!
A friend.