Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

said the one thing you really wanted was a house,

Comfortable? I'm very rich! Now, about this play-

Yeah, but what about Weatherwax?

Hello? Um, yeah, listen, can you send a waiter up

I've given you everything with kiss to seal it

But small enough to hide till your playin' was through

You are not; I'm uglier than you.

It's twelve o'clock.

You're a millionaire, aren't you?

And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame

No, Buntz, there's an important principle involved.

Very chic, very chic. Where's that place again?

Why do I want a house? Oh.

No. I-I think you have the wrong room.

But it's nine a.m.

If that were suddenly, like, taken away, wiped out, where would you be today?

Oh, Monkees! Come on in, fellas.

Alright, you've had your hour. Your time is up.

Swell! Give them the money; we'll start rehearsing.

Hey, hey! We got an angel! Oh, wow! Great!

How I wish I could borrow

Oh, he's a prince. You are perfect for the,

I've got lots of room.