Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nope, it's foul.
It's not mine.
Eating at 9:00 and noon and 6:00.
he appeared at the home of his childhood friend, Oscar Madison.
You look like a million dollars.
Felix, I've only been out of work a half hour.
Most of the work.
to bring in his nephew, the house painter, to do my column.
of Joe Namath's touchdown passes absolutely erotic.
eating that rotten ballpark food.
Oh, Oscar, Oscar...
With whom? Your nephew, the house painter?
Three major networks, plus educational television.
Look, I told you last week,
The Gospel According to Buffy.
Want your newspaper?
Oh, a tube blew out,
Beneath me.
( laughing )
BUFFINGHAM: No, no, I don't like this one.
"Oh, a reporter could find a good story anywhere."
Oh.
Oh, yes.
Really? Yeah.
I told him the job was beneath you.
That's innovative.
He loved it.
the Harem lifestyle...
Beds in the bookcases.
I'm just down here while they're using
You'd like to know more about the kind of people
That's the Harem philosophy.
he pulled out a gun
a regular doctor... A team physician,
And you told him? I told him.
No, no, I'd like to do something, uh,
I'm telling you, this job is sensational.
What's the difference? You must be 40...
He deserves an apology from you.
He printed it word for word.
This is Oscar Madison.
What's W-O?
I told you.
I've come to clean out his desk.
Who do I know who has brown eyes and a brown suit?