Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Foreign Legion is willing to consider my application.

Then you hate yourself...

This secret goes with me to the organ bank.

I know exactly what I'm gonna say to her.

You guys mind if I join you?

...when he already has a bumper crop in Chicago.

I had to tell somebody.

And don't tell me how early it is in the morning.

Miss Hayes is having a bab--

...I placed an overseas phone call.

Is this the face of a man who'll spill the beans once he's given his word?

You don't want it?

Forgot to clean my fingernails.

Everybody, let's go, let's go.

All right, maggots, it's chow time. Let's move it.

Let me get these drinks.

Hey, baby. Looking for some action?

Yeah, piece of cake. Maybe he's even gonna toss you the keys to his Caddy.

Everybody up. Let's go, get up.

I've never serenaded anyone before.

Who, then? Somebody I know?

But as administrator of our health plan, it's my duty...

Everybody's squawking about getting stuck with you.

I took you into my confidence and how did you repay my trust?

Wanna send up a bed?

-What are you doing? -My job, taking you back to prison.

...on the off-chance you'd come in early to water the ferns.

I ain't gonna lose my canteen privileges...

Please proceed to Gate 17-C.

How long have you known?

That happens when you leave the game in the middle of the 7th inning.

...because it's too late to throw those pebbles at that window.

And what you want don't mean zero.

All danced out, I guess.

And don't use a rag. Use a chamois.