Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[man] All aboard!

- Yeah, we can go get your comic book now. - Thank you.

[soft jazz playing]

- Bye. - [laughs]

Look, I love the girls, I love them,

Yeah. When I was first scouted, I wasn't sure if I was gonna come,

All right, um... Where's the post office?

There were a lotta different musicians. Duke Ellington, Charlie Parker.

Look, we're not gonna have colored girls playing with our girls.

[announcer] Women are swinging the bat in the All-American Girls League,

[Greta] Oh, no, no, I didn't mean that as a compliment.

[♪ Sister Rosetta Tharp: "Cain't No Grave Hold My Body Down"]

[vocalizing and laughing]

because you're still acting like a child

But, I mean, when you think about it,

Oh, gosh! Pee-yew!

I... I won't open it. Why would I open it?

Okay. You can't even get hit with the ball.

You're a Peach now, Carson. Right?

- Yes. - They play well in Cuba.

Don't worry, he's my husband.

I still think it's gonna work. And I will take care of the calves.

- Nothing at all? - Yeah, well, you fucked up, baby,

What do you think?

I'm so sorry, baby.

'cause your mom makes me a little scared

[soft jazz music playing]

Hey, you gotta tell him how you feel.

[gasps] He's here?

- Yeah, sure. - I think it's holding you back.

Whoa. You're spreading germs everywhere.

How you know, Mama?

but she doesn't show up until the second-to-last page.

I'm gonna be too drunk to remember you said that.

I will kill you if you lose this business

Yuck. I don't like it.

- [Greta] It's fine. - Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Just tell me what I wrote.

let's rob the bank.

Do... Do I know the postal route?

- Make up something. - I didn't even think about that.

It's this way! Why am I the only one looking at the map?

[Carson chuckles]

You can't even try out and now my comment on Wonder Woman

- Sorry. - I had a whole speech and everything.

but I have read a lot of the Greek literature surrounding alcohol.

This is like being in a pinball machine.

- He was the one that gave the lollipop... - Hey, nimrods!

Hold on. Did I send Charlie a letter last night?

Well, maybe we throw the ball around tomorrow before work?

I just want you to pick one that's possible.

Are you gonna stare at me the whole way?

- [whistle blows] - [coach] Come on, put 'em down.

Oh, Jane Austen. What a sweet love story!