Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(chatter)
Not a good idea, Paul.
(drunken singing continues)
Son of a...
Wait for your brother!
(Paul) Norm, what do you wanna be when you grow up?
You're already thinking like a dead stonefly. Picture.
...who elude us.
- Norman, do you drinkDoes he drink? - Oh, a little bit.
(whooping)
That was funny.
- What did they say? - Mm?
...as we did on all other spiritual matters.
Hey Sally brown
Won't you remember to powder my toothbrush, Mother?
- (girls squeal) - Come on, Jessie!
Oh, yeah. Yes, yes, yes.
(laughs) Well, you know how Paul likes to...
- We, um... - We borrowed it.
My brother stood before us, not on a bank of the Big Blackfoot River,...
(drunken man coughs)
Then I guess we ought to do it.
Well, because...
(sighs)
Hey Sally brown
(thud)
Let’s Go Stars!!
You look great! You look great!
...away from home nearly all that time.
- Ronald Coleman? - I love Ronald Coleman.
...I rose and asked no questions.
(woman giggles)
Watch out!
I'm thinking "If it gets any colder,...
You better go in and get your brother.
Love.
...but I have to rush.
Sport!
(clock strikes)
What you making?
(laughs) Let's do it.
As a Presbyterian, my father believed that man by nature was a damned mess,...
That is to say,...
Here's to the heart, goddamn it.
You know, you have the most beautiful hair I've ever seen.
I tell you, I was getting pretty good at it! Ow!
(shrieks)
Oh I’ll never leave 4950 Welchshire Brother
Norm!
(laughter)
...do you feel this could be your calling?
Jessie Burns.
The road to where?
(Paul) What say?
(birdsong)
(Paul) OK, we'll put it upstream.
(tapping)
I'm not gonna lie to you: he's a world champion peckerwood.
You can always hear me singing this song
Oh, right.
"Someplace else. "
FellasGot a chair for me?
...so that I could tell my father and mother...
So we returned to being gracious to one another,...
(Reverend) Well...
Dinner is in half an hour, so you have time for a bath.
(laughs)
(Norman laughs)
- She dropped out. - (Jessie) Aunt Sally!
She called to tell me that Neal was going back to California,...
On land, or sea, or foam
We talked about music.
After a few shots of the especially vile whisky brewed by Black Jack himself,...
(laughs)
- (Neal grunts) - (door clunks)
Quite a day!
No, for the summer.
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop!
(winces) Ah!
My mother loves the Cliquot Club Eskimos.
Each one of us here today...
How's that?
Fishing.
Look at you!
Here I go, singin' low
It went right through my head
(Neal) Ow! Aagh!
(Norman) Want me to bring you one?