Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I think that goes with the next line.
Do you remember the question you asked me?
Give me my letter.
Oh, come in, come in.
Yeah, they know us big Hollywood producers has always got lots of wives.
Yeah!
And here, while you were flogging the mutineers, they sent up this beautiful gift.
So, let's just see how he gets out of this mess.
The teller's downstairs asked me to give it to you.
What do you know?
Ah, this is from Sam, that romantic devil.
Well, good morning, Chief.
No, ma'am, but I was there when the flash powder went off.
Here, here, help yourself to stamps.
Maybe Ellen can get him to cough it up.
Oh, no, he ain't.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
He proposed... He didn't propose.
Miss Hathaway.
Oh, we're pals, buddies.
Both of them beautiful Bradley girls have promised to marry me.
Say, you seen anything of Duke?
Yes, they wanted to give me a
Go ram your hand down his throat and fetch it out of his stomach for me.
Oh, no.
I sure love that man.
Maybe you ought to keep Sam's picture in a lard can.
Read it for yourself.
Big blowout.
Sit down.
Simple.
I think Sam's building up to a proposal.
Dr. Shore.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Come, take a look.
I gotta remove a letter out of his stomach.