Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Except sing. No singing. -I don't do singing.

Because presidents of advertising agencies...

I mean, I brought you your new star.

You're right, it's just Iike my dandruff account.

Bernie, get me out of Lankershim Cosmetics.

I'm a Iucky guy. Who are these peopIe?

Okay. AII right.

Now, you get one whiff and you Iose controI.

What's this face...?

We'd better go. That fiIm studio's aII the way in BrookIyn.

WeII, thank you.

Dad, what are you doing?

Worked out? Machismo Man speak truth.

Put everything I've got into Lankershim Cosmetics.

...that there's something a IittIe different about Tony.

I think I have an idea.

I don't care what E.F. Hutton says.

But you don't see God recaIIing shrimp.

...or no matter how hot and sweaty he gets...

CIosest I ever came was when the top of my oId man's car rusted out.

Now, Ginger, honey--

Why can't I go with you?

What are you doing out here? It's 4:00 in the morning.

Let's see some suds, Tony.

Oh, and we won't mention the hot fudge sundaes either.