Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(brakes squeal)
If it's so funny, how come I'm not laughing. Yes, pee in their pants.
Yes?
- Have you ever been? - No, not anywhere.
(laughs) Yes.
"Closed Mouth Cal Communes With The Croppies."
Her brother NeaI's coming from California.
(both) We've met.
Oh!
Hi.
...even then he told us about Christ's disciples being fishermen.
Hey, where's the gargle?
I know, you've got twenty.
They send trains down here all the time, you know, without a schedule.
OK?
Hello, boy.
And who had, in my absence, become men.
- (Neal) Serve oysters. - (Mr Burns)...serve oysters.
(Neal groans)
Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream?
Oh, you can get him back. Get drunk and dance naked on his tables.
What are you talking about? You can't go back in there!
(bagpipes play, men cheer)
My father was a Presbyterian minister and a fly-fisherman.
And... and maybe Paul could come, too?
He was in Dakota,... fly-fishing.
Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness,
OK!
Ten...
My calling?
Norm, it's fine. I'll be fine.
- No, no! - You take the Anaconda thing...
Why don't you come with us to Chicago?
Even as children we understood that, and admired it.
Acamar Films Bing
...is the goddamn otter! (laughs)
I don't cry, Norman.
(Paul) Turn here.
- Let me borrow those a moment. - Sure, why not?
Well, Ma,...
Of course, now I'm too old to be much of a fisherman.
- It's wonderful. - Thank you so much.
- Mm? - Are you waiting for the phone?
(men talk in background)
Well, you're not forgiven.
We've got home-grown potatoes
Now, nearly all those I loved and did not understand in my youth are dead,...
"Does your husband misbehave?"
With whatYou're in debt up to your goddamn neck!
I've been offered a job at the University of Chicago.
...and more mountains in all directions than I would ever see again.
(reel creaks)
Sometime before, Father had told me...
And all of you would get your photographs in the paper.
(running water)
In the soothing thoughts that spring out of human suffering;
(chatter)
And we were left to assume, as my younger brother Paul and I did,...
(Paul laughs)
I'm not sure I wanna leave you.
(gunshot)
You... You are a fine fisherman.
Thank you, Norman, that's very kind of you.
(men) Get out of it!
What are they Biting on?
(Jessie) He's just tired. It's a long trip.
(friend) Jessie, who's that?
She's bright as a light, Norman.
And beat hell out of the son of a bitch!
(crash)
Uh... eight?
Take care of him, Sal.
Macleans!
man has been eating god's oats for a thousand years
No, I do not like your brother.
Perhaps, Mother.
...giving my blue-nosed brothers a lesson in Front Street poker.
- There isn't? - No.
...although some friends think I shouldn't.
What's it like?
No...
(laughs) Yeah.
Recognise anybody?
(they laugh)
None.
...you might tell our family story. "
...with the deepest feelings of the heart all a-stir,...
- Paul! - Well, well...
...and had to change at Salt Lake City.
Mrs Miller has given us some cherries so I can make your favourite pie.
OK.
- (laughs) - So I asked him. I went right up to him.
Let's go. Now.