Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I'm not going to work
Says, "Fred, you've had it.
You're being ridiculous.
Now, Lamont, when they lay me away, don't let them put my glasses on.
- Say, what is this? - What's what?
Would you take that thing off.
Go down and get me a pack of cigarettes.
This tape on the knife and the fork.
Well, which is it? Twenty-nine, thirty or thirty-one?
Well, I'll do it, but I don't need it. But I'll do it for you...
It's my will.
I knew you wasn't gonna die.
- I'm really scared. - Well, don't come near me!
"Tuberculosis and Respiratory Disease Association of Los Angeles County. "
I don't believe you, Pop. Here I am sick, dying with TB...
That's Los Angels, isn't it?
Sure.
- So long, Pop. - Well, so long, son.
You're always making a mountain out of a molehill.
due to a technical fault.
And I've been tired lately and out of breath.