Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's gonna be OK!
- You're the psychiatrist? - That's what the diploma says.
And a blimp! A big, shiny blimp, and it's slowly moving south!
- Sir? - What is it, Mr Harley?
♪ Dream lover, until then
- Admiral. - Nurse.
- From Minnesota? - Yeah.
- Topper, please! - Ah, they're just for luck.
Quiet. Now, hardly a man moving.
- What does it mean? - Little Sizzling Belly.
I went to Annapolis, for Christ's sake.
- What you lookin' at, boy? - No-one, sir!
I don't want to be alone.
♪ Don't make me
Can't quite get a reading on Admiral Benson,
Oh, for God's sake! Not now!
♪ Still I'm sure to meet him one day
There's a certain flyboy aboard that ship that needs you far more than I.
He's so complex.
This should be enough to prove that our planes need to be replaced.
- Hey, Topper. - Easy, buddy.
- He started it. - Did not.
Heavyweight Championship of the World!
Don't tell me. There were two crabs. They work in pairs.
- Am too. - Are not.
They got tone on me!
♪ I'll go to sleep, I'll dream again
Like hell I will! I got the best pilot in the world up here.
All right, Buzz. That's enough of that.
Where the hell is Topper?
I want that smirking little wise-ass outta here.
Jumpin' Jesus, they're back!
Name's Pete Thompson. But...
He's so complex!
No, sir, this is California.
Really? That's my name, too.
Nice legs I just had them lengthened. Now they go all the way up.
It's not that easy, Ramada.
♪ Every night I hope and pray
♪ Don't make me
♪ I know we both... won't say... a... word
I've been ordered to review your records.
♪ I don't have to dream alone
Well done, Jim!
Hey, buddy.
Yee-ha!
and solve your personal problems, all in one fell swoop.
Been ignoring me all day. Remind me to send him a note.
You.
Paul? Paul!
Ain't no man gonna take that route with me.
he’s so cryptic
I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about Phil, I don’t have a fucking clue.
- Not not not... - ...too too too...
in the D, and perhaps -C, categories.
She's so complex!
I recommended you be grounded. I was afraid someone might get hurt.
You don't look so hot. You need some help?
Minor? I just lost one of my best men!
♪ I'll go to sleep, I'll dream again
- The chafing dish is not yours. - It is.
Cheryl and I thought the stroganoff was marvelous.
Lieutenant, please. I'm talking to you as a psychiatrist.
What is this macho thing?
Lieutenant, you're staring.
- You're OK. - Ramada.
Why, with the three million I won on this lucky Lotto ticket,
hot shots dead meat
- Doctor! - What happened?
♪ Some day, I don't know how
He singed my tail feathers.
So... give it to me, Ben. Every word. Every detail.
Got it! This is for you, Dad.
- Nothing works! - Stay calm!
Great Copium
♪ And know the magic of her charms
May I?
- It was a hunting accident. - Accident, my deep-blue eyes.
Goddamn it, Bill, I'm supposed to be in California.
- I'm Topper Harley. - Oh! Dead Meat's talked about you!
I feel terrible.
Locked up! Fox two!
♪ - To call ♪ - Yeah-yeah, yeah
Holy cow! My cap blew off! Swing her round. We'll pick it up.
Ramada!
What they said about your dad is wrong.
I'm bailin' out!