Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, look, l don't want no excuses.
Help! Don't touch me.
Roger, you have appendicitis.
l wonder what he meant by that.
Oh, l'm so sorry. l will see what l can do.
l'm leaving you my chess set, my little black book....
-Shall we go, doctor? -Well, you don't understand.
l think he's in Captain Healey's room.
Well, what are you trying to do to me?
As a matter of fact, there wasn't an operation.
-Here's my plan. -Yeah.
Why would he do a thing like that?
Stop talking like that. You're making me nervous.
Please. You must not do this.
Well, if you really want to be helpful, blink yourself out and go home.
l can't understand what got into him, doctor?
Say, could you smuggle me out of here with the laundry?
Hello. Very nice seeing you this way.
Yes, sir. Another doctor.
Captain Healey, the only one l'm authorizing...