Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, we've got a plane standing by...
It didn't take long to find out why.
Yes, sir.
Oh?
Look, we've got all night, okay?
There. How's that? Why-Why isn't it here?
That was before I thought it out.
Allow me to introduce myself.
Bird Dog, Tom, can you read me? Over.
That's the morning report on KHOl.
Of course, you don't have to be around for all of that.
You tell me how to fade in agitated carbon quarks, and I'll make the Scientific Journal.
and you're experiencing technical difficulties?
Created by a subatomic agitation of carbon quarks...
Level at 70,000. Mach 2.4.
That's your safest option. And Tom Stratton?
Bad enough I have to give Dick-and-Jane explanations to the president.
Unless your blood pressure keeps elevating.
seven, six,
I knew how it was gonna end when I took Brenda into the filing room.
I can't remember.
even if I never... I never told him.
You get a fire warning light, Tony, I recommend you punch out.
It's your only tux, and you're late for your wedding.
Wow.!
Or remember the experiment. What experiment?
That's sad, pal, very sad.
My father and your father are related.
Okay.
You guys are all alike. Losing your plane's worse than losing your wife.
The reason I'm acting different is because I am different.
I wake up in '56 with a memory like Swiss cheese,
Captain, the only reason I'm not kicking you from here to the flight line...
There's a yellow rose in Texas
Fox steps back into the box. He digs in.
Behind 0 and 2 in the count, he looks determined not to let another pitch go by.
He'll go on living forward from where he's at now.
Get her instantly drunk,
In other words, I could be bouncing around in time forever?
- Well, that's a typo. He means 1923. - Keep reading.
they could have him around for another 30 or 40 years. I can't fly!
Sir?
What do you call it? The one with the cute little signs on the highway.
That's called death. I never said it would be easy.
Shut 'em down.!
I never bought into that "good deed, put time right" bull. Not really.
The hell with the game! It's your last one in organized ball.
I'll figure it out in the morning when I milk the cows.
- He can't leap. We're not ready. - Tell Sam that!
Tuesday.
Not that I had a choice.
The heat is boiling the fuel. Shut 'em down, Sam. Shut 'em down!
Hey, wait a minute. Listen to this.
That's to be expected. To us, Tom looks just like you.
Brings back so many old memories.
I want to watch the game. Will you follow me?
It wasn't just a ball game. It was a play-off game.
- What do you mean your name's not Tom? - Daddy, Captain Birdell's on the phone.
Okay.
Yeah? Yeah? You're gonna fly to center.
Yeah, yeah. Well, I gotta mount up.
65,000.
We did it.
it's you.
Evidently.
This is a most interesting development. Thank you, gentlemen.
Are you serious? Dead serious. No pun intended.
Yeah, that's it. Uh, Oakdell...
Relax. I can. Al?
Long distance.
When I woke up this morning, couldn't remember how to fly.
Where the hell were you?
with a wife called Peg and one and two-thirds children.
Your best shot is freezing the brain until all electrical activity has ceased.
X-2, Chase One. Do you have a problem? Over.
This is gibberish. Very creative gibberish.