Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, yeah, yeah. That engine sounds nice.
- Really? - Sure, it's the oil in the tuna. Feel.
Hey, I don't see Fonzie, maybe he's chicken.
Yeah? Now it's time.
Hey, Potsie, maybe you'd know. If you use the same footnote twice,
Now what are you doing?
Hey, it don't sound nice. Nat King Cole sounds nice.
but, well, dragging's against the law.
- Now, one, two, three. - Good night.
Yeah, my father won a trip to Atlantic City
- Yeah. You know Skizzy Scharlach? - Yeah.
Hey, Potsie, come on in.
We'll be the only ones within 50 miles who won't be at the race.
Well, I guess chivalry ain't what it used to be.
Now, in case you haven't heard lately, drag racing is a no-no in this state.
Oh, hey, I'm sorry if it interferes with your beddie-bye time.
Hey, don't we have the same lunch period?
Throw himself in front of your fast, fast rod?
Sergeant, I can explain what happened...
Don't worry, Ralph, we'll be there.
My father was winner of Tri-State Oil's clean restroom award,
Why, 20-14 isn't so bad.
So you got a crush on her.