Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Have you? - College level, but I haven't heard yet.
On the Missouri River
- Initials? - No.
...I realised it was my father's words that made me feel most at home.
Hello, Father.
- What...? - He fell asleep in the sun.
(all laugh)
Blackbird, bye-bye!?
Even so, Paul and I probably received as many hours' instruction in fly-fishing...
...but I like you.
- You guys OK? - Where's...?
Damn it, the forest fires!
Hang on!
Which hand?
Do I look thin, Mother?
I figured you felt lucky tonight. I could use some of the luck.
Hark, fair Juliet speaks.
- I'm not leaving. - What?
Oh, I'll never leave Montana, Brother.
(she squeals)
And vine-ripened tomatoes...
Murph!
You know, people have told me I look like Ronald Coleman.
...is not wanted.
Oh, I'll never leave Atlanta, brother.
Man has been eating God's oats for a thousand years.
And if Paul and I listened very carefully all our lives,...
On your right! Watch right!
She went by the name of Old Rawhide.
< slow dance starts>
...and I've got some baking chickens at home.
So what's the first station out there now?
...and some of the words are theirs.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Norman. Jessie tells me you're a poet.
Um,... a favour.
- Oh, I'll take that. - She's 23 and built like a brick shithouse.
So my brother and I learned to cast Presbyterian style,...
See, Professor, that's why you need to stick around here from now on.
I'm gonna take it.
Righty-oh-ho-ho.
As time passed, my father struggled for more to hold on to,...
(women laugh)
Buster here wants to fish.
Mother!
(sniffs)
...are the words of God. Listen.
The real McCoy, not like, uh,...
(Paul) OK!
I wish Paul could have been here tonight. He's working late.
"We are willing to help, Lord, but what, if anything, is needed?"
(all laugh)
Yeah.
(laughs) Well, she's got a tattoo.
Friday's good.
Well, thanks for the flight.
- And is this Norman? - Yes, it is.
Nought be all else to me save that Thou art
I'll show you. Can you believe those guys?
It says here a remark was passed...
OK, let's go!
Just a little... further.
(faint drunken singing)
(Paul groans)
(sighs contentedly)
Why did he hit him?
Starting fall term.
Montana, why? It'll always be here.
...and that he would appreciate me seeing him off.
Paul was different. His toughness came from some secret place inside him.
- You know he fishes, too? - I thought everybody knew.
Yeah. You want me to come over and protect you?
- Paul. - Maclean.
(crashing)
It was a revelation, exposing me to a world I'd only guessed at.
But, ah, my foes, and oh, my friends, it gives a lovely light.
...so his offer meant more to me than anything in my life.
I'll take you to the Fourth of July dance.
Buster wants to fish.
It's OK, Mother! Who is this?
(laughs) Sure.
- Yes, pass this way! - (whooping)
Unbelievable.
- No, I don't have to. - No, you go ahead.
Be careful!
Though I was surprised by the invitation, I asked only one question of Jessie.
Mother, that was amazing.
And I said "Yes, I do. "
Oh, NealWhat about the bait?