Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There you are. There you are.

ART: Wouldn't be fun if we had permission.

No, you go on home.

Okay. I'll go get Mom.

Hey, wait a minute.

(SINGING) You bring the hot dog And I'll bring the bun

Yeah, but who knows what kind of people they are?

You just get your friends here.

David's mother wants him to

You know, you're gonna have to make a friend your own age

Knows our schedule.

God damn it. It's ridiculous.

Ain't a son of a bitch in the world

Christ, I don't have to listen to you.

If you don't want to do this for Rose,

Yeah, I've been planning to go there.

No. See, my friend, Joe Finley, he's got cancer.

MAN ON RADIO: Yeah, it's gonna be 72 and clear tonight,

What is the meaning of this?

with the mouton collar and the ivory buttons,

Nobody's gonna board this boat.

And that's what we call dancing

(IMITATING FLYING SAUCER BEEPING)

can you take them back with you on that spaceship?

Ice. Get something cold on it.

Now, we were able to evacuate everyone except for my ground crew.

(JOE BIDDING FAREWELL IN SPANISH)

Got a little game of 20 questions for you.

(LOUD TWITTERING)

I'm gonna bring you closer to the river

You're gonna be very sorry!

Now, you drive careful, Walter.

I guess we can talk price later.

Don't touch you? What's the big deal?

Come on, Rose. Come on. Let's go.

Kitty, I took a maritime oath,

well if i want rhys back or not i'd pick no. are you sure that's ya final answer? yes.

And our first tune is a special arrangement of Dancing in the Dark.

Of course you're honest.

Alma, let me give you a hand with that.

(ART SINGING) We're in the mood for love

You'll be closing your account then, Mr. Selwyn?

There's some things they won't have. They won't have grandsons,

And that's what we call dancing

Bring it around.

Don't worry, Jack. You'll know when I'm around.

No wonder your wife has no use for you.

I'm not promising I'll get wet.

Quick. Get me a glass of water.

I got no license.

There can never be an accounting, in human terms,

JOE: You want it heated, too?

I like to hang around you guys.

No, no. Don't. Do not touch it.

Then you drive.

And that kind of bothers me.

mcklsisi? what do you want mcididksksdowieek? feed the mclachlanryals! whappy! lock! whappy sonxk! whaap! briedure brompa! thank you defromation brialkit! you're unwelcome brialldolling mcalchkie!

WOMAN: $7,500 a month, plus the pool man and utilities.

I know you're just trying to help your people.

Bye, Dad. Bye, Mom.

There's no pressure, and we baby you.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

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