Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Try, Ralph, try!
That's your fault, Weezy. You never give me my mail.
It wouldn't be polite to keep Bentley waiting.
You mean you were here all the time?
Why do I keep missing this guy?
Mr. Wittendale,
You see, George,
Stop gabbing, Ralph, get us out of here.
Well, anyway, you've missed Wittendale again.
Happy Birthday!!!
Aah!
Don't pay him any mind. Come on in.
and the timing is perfect,
Well, I'll have to confess.
I mean the night she told you
Don't pry, Weezy.
♪ Movin' on up ♪
Monk Davis. We grew up together.
You are not going up to see Mr. Wittendale?
because one of his companies
We never have friends over, and we never go anywhere.
♪ To a deluxe apartment In the sky ♪
Weezy!
I mean, I can see Wittendale anytime.
And there's nothing funny about this, Helen.
You'll love my sister Celia.
Oh, I'm sorry. Will you excuse me?
We want to go up to Wittendale's party.
We've got lots of it.
Damn it, why doesn't Weezy buy the paper
How are we going to get this
You took me to Brooklyn to see a new pressing machine.
You can't include relatives.
Weezy?
She's your wife, and wives aren't friends.
Yes, for God's sake, try!
No luck.
Just one moment, Helen.