Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look who I brought!
I'll stop by tomorrow evening.
No, she's all there!
Lord, there he was. Hanging up yonder in the tree.
They fixed crab for me.
You are a terrible risk.
- You the boss. - Don't talk to me!
That's vulgar! Don't talk to me!
But you've heard him preach?
Not me.
Mama, I'll be right out...
I missed my breakfast and I'm late to a meeting...
R!
I was 12.
Now what you think I am, Miss Daisy?
Of course.
1888! You were nothing but a little bitty thing.
The invitation to this dinner...
No, sir, I don't expect I'll miss it that much.
We're low on silver polish, too.
Operate the lever.
That won't be necessary.
And the last letter?
These millions are called upon...
Hoke!
You're a lucky old woman.
It's not exactly the word I'd pick
Unless they rewrote the Constitution and didn't tell me, I still have rights!
Why, Boolie, the idea!
We can't stay.
And Werthan Industries believes that what we want is what Atlanta wants.
Yes, sir. You are right about that. It only took me 6 days.
- I saw an Avondale milk truck. - Is that right?
- You fixing to ruin it. - What are you talking about?
Morning, Miss Daisy.
...but I am still in control of what goes on in my car!
Nine bam!
...and your wife to the beauty parlor?
Do I ever?
But she got you thinking, didn't she?
I couldn't help it. There's a big mess up yonder.
So I said, "Fine, Mrs. Harris, just fine, thank you."
- You had the car in the wrong gear. - I did not!
Two dot.
I don't want to hear anymore about it!
I bet there ain't one of them carrying on the way you doing.
Somebody has bombed the temple.
...and Lord knows I need a job.
Besides, it sounds like she needs me.
I’m working on your lemonade, Miss Daisy
You are a doodle, Mama!
I'll go to the library on the streetcar.
...and my gain down here...
Yer a doodle Momma!
Either choose the easy way out, or you go into the courtroom...
He's stealing from me.
This is my car, officer.
You know how she sound, like her nose stuffed up.
You backed the car into the Pollack's yard.
Don't seem human, does it?
It's 7:16!
Thank you. I won't.
I can get it myself!
No, ma'am.
I worked for Judge Harold Stone, a Jewish gentleman.
It sure does!
"Er." That is the last part. "Bauer!"
I'm not crying.