Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I would venture to say it only goes to show

(theme music plays)

Don't you let her break your heart, "boyfriend,"

A star is born.

than any mayor's office since the great National Plebiscite

what about these record producers?

Will you stop checking up on me? I find it impossible to think!

Ignorant bovine!

"Wasting it"? I haven't eaten since yesterday.

and my credibility... I hope you're satisfied.

Come on! A man in political office?

Woman: Hold it!

I'm getting awfully tired of the landing on my butt.

Well... a handsome man with typing skills... more than we bargained for.

And now we've found him.

You don't still think you can win, do you?

as you yourself could find out over a fine candlelit dinner.

I mean that's... part of it, yeah.

Well, just how confident are you?

Is everybody all right?

I don't like the idea of being just another notch in your belt.

A man who presses buttons, how interesting.

and bought you dinner? You can't be serious.

I don't mean to dump all this on you.

- You're beeping me? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, well, it's good.

He says he wants to "share power with women" in his campaign.

Why don't we discuss it over lunch?

- Five. - Oh, you're going to the fifth floor too.

She wants the voters to see your male aggressive side.

(chuckles) Sweetheart,

doesn't pan out, let me know.

Hey, it's okay.

Just goes to show, gentlemen,

let us join together and build a society of true equals.

- (phone rings) - Hold on a second.

- What are you gonna do? - Let's go.

Woman: Next time it's a bomb.

No, Mr. Mallory...

- Okay, okay. - Rembrandt: Give 'em hell, man!

I have never doubted it.

At least somebody's having fun.

(cheering, applause)

is no novelty act... it's dangerous.

aggression is limited. Now, please, my friends, please,