Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(Reverend) Well,...
The look you give when they ask Can you start on Monday?
A storyHm... All righty.
(tuts) Now everyone will think we're Lowland Scots.
(sighs) I promised Jessie.
Flip it!
Oh!
Well, the chickens haven't come home to roost yet, Al.
(glasses chink)
Oh, she's fine. I'd like...
(clears throat)
You're not, uh...
What?
(china crashes)
I interviewed the President.
It'll give you better base, add some distance.
I wouldn't miss it.
Yeah.
Really?
So while my friends spent their days at Missoula Elementary, I stayed home...
At that moment, I knew, surely and clearly,...
I think they should put you on church beat.
(Reverend Maclean) "Hath elsewhere it's setting, and cometh from afar:
(laughs)
(bird flutters overhead)
Yes, they're fine, everybody's fine. They're all fine, Mrs Hatcher.
We have no bananas today?
Cast your line into the current.
That's how you spell "Chi-ca-go"! (laughs)
Wonderful. Wouldn't it be?
Well, the guy deserved it.
- (shouts) What are they biting on? - Louder!
- We'll fix it. - (winces)
(gate slams)
(Norman) There!
Who, Ronald Coleman?
Did she want me to come? And she answered yes.
Oh, I’ll never leave Wyoming brother.
All right!
Jessie, this is my baby brother, Paul.
OK.
From Wolf Creek. She got a brother went to Hollywood.
In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly-fishing.
(grunting)
- Come on! - Shut up!
Hello, Mrs Hatcher.
You left him alone, Norman?
And now I usually fish the big waters alone,...
(reel creaks)
(Mother) No!
Well.
After graduation, he took a job as a reporter for a Helena newspaper,...
Grace.
Ronald Coleman?!
We came back to Salt Lake City,...
- Paul Maclean? - In there.
What did he do?
I'm doing it.
Where are weWhere are we going?
Long ago, when I was a young man,...
There.
Anyhoo, she tried to lose me again and again,...
- Let's fish together today. - Good.
Don't forget, old boy. Friday, fishing.
Some Kodak, huh?
There's sandwiches in here for you.
(laughs)
(chatter, jazz trumpet)
Yes, sir.
- Nice to have you back. - Thank you.
(gears crunch)
San Berdoo and a lot of sand, and a lot of desert,...
The river was cut by the world's great flood...
"Well, shoot that brute some Burma-Shave!"
Of glory in the flower; We will grieve not
Oh, God,...
...all existence seems to fade to a being with my soul and memories,...
We can love completely...
...leaving the woods to old men and boys.
Hey, Chub!
...even Jessie.
- (shouts) Norman. - Oh, Norman!
(laughs)
...it's been a long trip.
Oh, I'm famous.
- Chub! (laughs) - Jeez, Pauley.
(laughs) Aagh!
And though it is true that one day a week was given over wholly to religion,...