Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Whoever has the bottle commands me.
You A-okay dancer.
The photographers are waiting outside. Right this way.
Oh, l'm sorry, ex-master.
That's General Barkley.
Oh, no, master. You would not want to do that.
Jeannie?
-Bless you. -You better watch that foot, doctor.
-My bottle. You're taking my bottle. -Well....
Captain Healey is going to pick me up in front of the public library.
This friend of mine could kick up quite a fuss.
-Forget about Jeannie. -l can't forget her.
You used to sit in his tent and drink wine with him.
He gets his orders from the State Department.
-You call nobody ''darling''? -l was talking to myself, you know.
Well, sure you can. Meantime, you won't go out with Captain Healey?
What type of entertainment would you suggest, sir?
Sonya, l've changed my mind.
l was sure you would come.
-You can do anything? -Anything.
For instance:
-Master. -Yeah?
You-- You might, yeah.