Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

AND YOU'RE IN EXCRUCIATING PAIN, I'LL DRIVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL.
WHAT'S THE USE OF MY TRYING TO HELP YOU...
MYSELF AND I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE A BATCH.
ULCERS CAN GO FROM BAD TO WORSE, YOU KNOW, AND WHEN YOURS DOES...
I DID. THEY'RE ALWAYS HANGING AROUND HERE. WE CAN DO WITHOUT THEM.
I GOT SOMETHING TO TELL YOU, AND I WANTED TO PUT YOU IN A GOOD MOOD FIRST.
YEAH. IT'S A GOOD PICTURE OF YOU, BUT HALF OF ME IS CUT OFF.
NO. I WANT TO KNOW WHO THIS CLUTTER IS.
WELL, GOOD-BYE, MR. JEFFERSON. I DO HOPE YOU'RE FEELING BETTER.
PERHAPS I SHOULD POP OUT AND POP IN ANOTHER TIME, HUH?
♪ AIN'T NOTHIN' WRONG WITH THAT ♪
YOU MEAN YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE HOME?
INSTEAD OF SCRUBBING YOUR POTS AND PANS BY HAND LIKE I ALWAYS DID.
YEAH. HE GAVE ME A DOWNER. A PILL?
OH, WHAT IS IT, DEAR? IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO FOR YOU?
"TO GENTLEMAN GEORGE. THE ONLY THING HE EVER HIT WAS THE CANVAS."
DON'T BE ARGUIN' WITH ME! GEORGE, DON'T GET SO EXCITED.
NO, BUT IF YOU WANT ME TO, I WILL.
NO. HE'S GOT AN ULCER.
I AM TAKING THE STAIRS!
AND HE WAS SAYING THAT SOME KIND OF STRESS CAN BE GOOD FOR YOU.
DON'T BE TELLING NOBODY I'M SICK.
I FEEL FINE.
VOILÀ.
THAT I HAVE TAKEN LIONEL TO THE EASTER SHOW AT RADIO CITY?
OH, THAT GIRL? NOBODY. YOU CAN THROW THAT OUT.
THERE'S ONLY ONE GIRL IN THE PICTURE.