Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Soft? It's busted-- - You know something?
Darling, be very, very careful. Oh, that's nice.
Yeah, I'll get him six.
Be-be careful of that wrist, Mary Ann.
A week from tomorrow?
What is it?
Me with Richard Burton's nose.
He must have fallen out of the tree, Professor.
- Maybe you need a bigger ball. - Thanks, Gilligan.
You needn't push quite so hard.
It'll be better before you go to bed tonight.
(Professor) We're set. Mr. Howell, please administer the anesthetic.
What's the matter with her?
You prepare for surgery in the morning.
It is if you're an anteater.
- That's it. - Yeah.
I don't know whether my nose is getting smaller
Hi, Skipper, what happened to you?
- Mmm. - Oh, that poor boy.
Yeah, it's your nose, it's so, it's--
(Mrs. Howell) 'Can you tell us what we did wrong last time, Professor?'
You ought to be happy to be alive.
of your head, then we can try different noses on it.
- Must be my nose. - Oh, yeah.
Your face is rugged now, it just gives it so much strength.
Just think how close it's been to Elizabeth Taylor.
(Gilligan) Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Yes, he believed every word. It's lucky I'm a good actress.
Skipper, what time is it?
Alright. Oh, this is squishy.
* The mate was a mighty sailing man *
- Cero who did Brugia what? - Cyrano de Bergerac.
And then I give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
Mrs. Howell, you place your hands under his back.
or my face is getting bigger.
And exactly what is that supposed to mean?
* And the rest *
Say...how's that nose coming along?
[laughing]