Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, zsa, remember what happened last time you did that?

and if the hearts didn't work with the diamonds and the spades with the clubs,

Mike: Look, kids. We're in luck.

uh, for your mother.

Hey, what's in that box?

Well, why don't you put down your needlepoint,

Only, she never gets yelled at.

Oh, jan! How are you doing?

Now he's going to pay.

for a long, long time, Mr. Brady.

This is all my fault.

So what do you say? Chili dogs again?

¶ sha na na na na ¶

Oh, it's ok, Cindy.

Well, neither am I.

He's back in town.

Come on, Romeo.

Is something wrong?

Right over here.

Oh, all right, but make it quick.

Roy, I insist that you stay here as our guest.

I'm watching my figure for my new boyfriend.

Now, do you have something of his that we could dust?

Warren mulaney.

Let's go over this one more time.

Don't worry. I sent it ahead to my wife.

Oh, kids. You know how grape juice stains.

Hey, Isn't there a Loren Whitman here?

He looks like this guy named Trevor.

Call again soon.

Now, honey, our family's been through tough times before.

Oh, right. The nun-Chucks. Shoot.

marcia: ¶ love can turn to rain, and then it just might snow ¶

¶ sha na na na na na na na na ¶

Hey, Peter. What can I do for you, big guy?

They just laugh at me.

We will start the bidding with $20 million.

This is $20 million we're talking about.

I guess Roy's not much of a hero after all.

Sure. Lots of boys wrote messages.

What are you doing? Get back up here!

[Doorbell rings]

Seventh. Who is counting?

So, Warren, what kind of music do you like?

Ok. [Car horn honks]

Why can't dad have an exciting job?

but around here, I'd still like to be known as dad.

I wonder if there was something wrong with his dinner.

Oh, Alice, remind me never ever to eat your cooking again.

that couldn't fit in the attic.

Right now, I want to concentrate on

I can believe it.

like...A librarian.

Thanks for the tip.

and I'm getting out of here with $20 million.

Yeah. Why don't you run and go get me a fresca, ok, Brady?

preferably one named George.

you must listen to me.

Why aren't you in the attic with Greg?

Marcia? With Warren mulaney?

you're going to be able to do a lot of things

¶ when it's time to change ¶

I'm donating this horse to my women's club charity auction.

So, in keeping with the spirit of togetherness,

Mike: Now, remember, you two. No fooling around.

Do you think I could stay home with him today?

That's because he's a transfer student.

Marcia: Jan! What are you doing?

¶ hit men wearin' muzzles ¶

So many boys wrote in my yearbook.

can be the right kind of girl, if you know what I mean.

In fact, why don't we all sit together?

¶ you twinkle below ¶

[Jan thinking] It was wrong to make up George glass.

Hawaii! Hawaii! Hawaii!

That's not what I meant.

Marcia: Oh, no. Greg's hurt.

to miss Gabor's car, aren't you?

A horse? In the house?

Man: Next item: Lot number 123,

"And someday, my dream of dreams

Carol: Oh, Mike.

DOESN'T THAT MEAN "BUYER BEWARE?"

Carol, you're coming with me,

Whoa! Wait! Whoa!

Oh, excuse me. Who are you?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, she's editor of the school yearbook

Mr. Thomas, I wouldn't buy that horse from you

She's a way-out, happening kind of chick,

for a long, long time, gang.

[Bobby thinking] If I'd been a better detective,

All: Hi, mom. Hi, dad.

Woo-hoo-hoo! Carol!

so I'll just find a fleabag motel to stay in.

Ever since the accident.

Hard to believe, I know.