Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hello, son. I thought I heard you.

All I got is this old truck, and the springs are gone...

- Well, that's true. - Well, will you stay?

You know what they say... You're as young as you feel.

I ain't take no stuff off my first wife and I ain't gonna take none off you.

Two westerns. It was a Clint Eastwood festival.

I wanna give Lamont enough time to find somewhere to live.

they didn't throw you two out of the theater.

And you're welcome, Mrs. Harris. Thanks for picking me up and dropping me off.

- You kidding me. - See...

- I was only tellin' the truth. - You don't talk about my mother...

- You didn't waste any time, did you? - I don't have time to waste no time.

Okra? You hate okra.

Lamont, I think you owe your father an apology.

Nowadays you go in a place, they got seats, stools, booths.

And if I need anything from the surgical supply store...

"Donna" means "lady," you know.

She made some hot sweet potato pie like your mama used to make.

I'll tell her. You don't need to apologize...

Please sit down and finish your meal.

And I'm not gonna let you smear her memory.

After all, he is your father, and you ought to show some respect.

But we're supposed to be compatible.

- Tell that dummy. - And, Fred, you be quiet.

Let's get to poppin'.

- We the Sanfords, ain't we? - Right.

she can get you a nice leather one...

- What are you talking about? - Okay, lady, you can come on out now!

I should have realized you have the manners of a common junkman.

And that's another thing. You got a plot right next to Mom's.