Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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