Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Coco, the doggy!
Well then we should call you Maroon
In Fact, You Might As Well Call Me-- That Sounds Good.
Oh, hey, listen, Jerry.
Ogre! Ogre! Ogre! Ogre! Ogre!
But there's no T in your name. What about G-Bone?
I must be at the nexus of the universe
I miss her already.
304? It’s a new area code
T-Bone
One of the girls at the maid service is named Coco.
Do you hate me because of my lazy eye?
What did you say about Yami?
Oh, I hate the counter.
Nine-one-one.
You sank my submarine.
Bobby, you gotta stop calling your gammy.
Say goodbye to Koko.
How can the same street intersect with itself?
Because sometimes you call very early in the morning...
No, no T-Bone.
All right. The Grace Building.
Did you hear about the futures?
Brady died?
So is this a break-up/quitting?
Why no flight to Burbank? Why no flight to Burbank?
She's not a maid. She might be a newswoman.
Okay, good enough for me, Koko.
...to my house every 30 seconds?
Eli Eli Eli
Uh, No, No-- No, We Shouldn't. T-Bone!
Oh, yeah? Well, then we're through and you're fired.
The nickname.
Bendito! Bendito! Bendito!
Because T-Bone is doing his own thing!
DoDo DoDo DoDo
stay alive! No matter what occurs, I WILL FIND YOU!
Newhart died?
I don't know if I can handle one of these long-distance relationships.
Well, it was a hell of a ride.
Mind = Blown
So the kid doesn't know his grandmother is dead?
Koko, the Monkey.
No. Jerry. I won't be like you.
Joey Paddy Wack trying to be left alone Everyone bothering him
- You got any money? - No.
They've run out of 212s so all the new phone numbers are 646.
Hi, Elaine.
I'm dead now. Gotta go.
Gammy. Gammy. Gammy. Gammy. Gammy. Gammy.