Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Whoa! How long you been driving?

You'd be heartbroken if she left.

before I've got a firm grasp on the situation.

Well, actually, it would be one dead husband

Hi, marcia. Working on your tan?

Septembrie 6, 1976

I can't believe I have to share my far-out pad

Septembrie 13, 1976

and a Brady always treats a guest

Surveillance cameras captured video of someone firing six assault rifle shots from a car as it sped past a home in Redford Township

Peter, the house we live in may be a little small

Now, don't let me catch you napping.

He made me so mad I want to slap him.

Greg: Then there was the time marcia and I

I'm sorry to interrupt, but...Phew!

I think George glass was trying to page me.

but as a wise man once said...

Oh, jan. Oh, jan. Oh, jan.

an architect just like your father.

This is all Kevin’s Courtney’s fault

to our parents' surprise wedding this weekend?

An accident? What are you talking about? Where's the horse?

Our next item up for auction is a lovely horse statue donated by Carol Brady.

if I forgot my vows to honor and obey him?

[Natives chanting]

Mrs. Brady has ever had.

[Snaps fingers]

¶ That's fine with me ¶

Where's marcia?

$50, and I have it free and clear?

Oh, I mean, what is it, um... Uh...Um...

and if other people don't like it,

Jan, I don't see any messages.

¶ look around, around ¶

[whistles] Hey! ¶ sha na na na na ¶

Wait a minute! What am I saying?

But you were lost at sea so many years ago,

Hey, let's go look for some fingerprints, Cindy.

[Knock on door]

that great a basketball player.

¶ charts are like a puzzle ¶

¶ sha na na na na na na na na ¶

It means women get everything they want.

I have to admit, if things don't straighten out,

I was just wondering...

You have to be true to yourself, jan,

but now she just sleeps with me.

and a family is only as strong

you've crossed the line.

Maybe she felt torn between her love and her sense of duty.

like a tummyful of Alice's spaghetti.

That's it, Brady.

or you're going to get hurt.

Oh, $20 million.

with Warren mulaney.

[Deep voice] Hello. This is George glass.

Sometimes I can wear it in a French twist,

Well, I'm sure you're the most, too, George.

There's no time for that.

for the sum of $20 million.

Oh, are the blueberries getting stuck in your braces again?

Is there a problem here, Greg?

Hey! Here's one from my optometrist.

Eat shit Smallen

Alice: You've hardly eaten a thing, Mr. Martin.

but I have to decline.

on you-know-when the day of their you-know-what.

Well, there's a simple solution. Just get a divorce.

I have a funny feeling about him.

and I'll act it out for you, Mrs. Brady.

But I don't want to let go of kitty carryall.

[Everyone laughs]

Huh? Doing? Uh... Doing with what?

Come on, marcia. I'll drive us to the rec center.

there's always room for one more in the Brady house.

Doing a flyby here.

¶ sha na na na na ¶

I'm really sorry about Kathy Lawrence.

Whatever. Anyway, I'm in a bit of a hurry,

Kids--what do they know about life?

Hi, George. This is marcia, jan's sister.

This is my room now.

Maybe you could ask one of your brothers or sisters.

our lush island mountains.

Come on. Let's ship out before the storm gets any worse.

It's hard to believe.

Evelyn, look out! Get set?

I will cherish her as if she were my own.

You have grown up to be so gorgeous.

but I did marry Roy first,

They're going to put Trevor away

This is all my fault.

Really, marcia?

I don't know how to say this,

¶ sha na na na na na na na na ¶

¶ when it's time to change ¶

You messed up? What do you mean you messed up?

I'm not his wife!

This is all Jesse's Fault

And Eddie's dad is a boxer,

That would be nice as a mice.

Hey, look! There's Greg!

Could I stop you?

[Greg thinking] Marcia looks great!

I know where I'd like to put you

Maybe I can run a check on this guy for you.

¶ I've got to piece it back right and make a good flight ¶

Oh, it's delicious.

What do you mean, oh, Roy? Oh, Roy, what?

I'm Mike Brady, and Carol and I are married.

and giving distressed with love.

Isn't that sweet?

Now, Carol, a long time ago, I sent you something: