Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's gorgeous.
No cops. No cameras.
VELMA: I ought to know.
(ALL CHEERING)
I want the big strong Jackie Gleason And back to the Madison
(CHUCKLES)
Yes, thank you. Goodbye.
Sure.
- This better be worth it. - Wait, you'll see. Just watch.
Mess around, Bristol Stompin' too
I'm gonna make a citizen's arrest.
- I hate you, Tracy Turnblad. - The Corny Collins Show is integrated!
Happy now?
- Hey, it's Motormouth. - Mom.
How may I help you?
She was nude.
"Please have Lou Ann Levorowski and I.Q. Jones lead a dance."
Cut it out. Knock it off.
- Come on. You deserve it. - No, Wilbur will kill me.
Why are you here? What happened to your head?
White trash, plain and simple.
And where did you see it first, kids?
There they are. Stop the cab. Stop the cab.
Come on, Mom.
(GIGGLES)
Two bars of washing powder Two bars of soap
VELMA: Amber, Amber.
There's some trouble outside. A little black girl who wants to be on the show.
TRACY: Wait, I gotta go. - You're a teen helper. You can't go.
(ALL CONTINUE CHEERING)
Baltimore, you saw it here first. The Limbo Rock.
When these little minds tear you in two
(CHEERING)
Come down. Come down.
but I love it.
And who will be the dancing princess from our council to be crowned queen?
His mother is Motormouth Maybelle.
SEAWEED: Hello, hello! Oh, thank God. Can we please come in for a little while?
(ALL SHOUTING)
That girl's got roaches in her hair.
Yes, sir.
Here, here. Take it all.
I got something for you.
Well if you don't know how to do it Just watch and see
Tracy!
Twistin'! Shake-it, shake-it, shake-it Shake-it, baby
We're just dancing.
Come on, Penny.
(BEEPS)
She's such a queer.
Come on, honey. Time to go home. You can see Link tomorrow.
Come on. Lie down. Lie down.
Stuck-up little spastic.
You turn to the right When I say haw
Right. Come on. Come on. Watch.
Let's get together tonight And play some hide and go seek
(BOY 1 SINGING INDISTINCTLY)
- Game over! Let's hit the showers. LINK: Tracy?
- I didn't. He's lying. Ow! - You are suspended.
Nothing can stop me, now
Okay. First girl, Miss Pingleton?
- Mama, welcome to the '60s. - Heh.
PENNY: Here's Tracy.
Would you ever, heh, swim in an integrated swimming pool, heh?
we're out of business.
(WOMEN SINGING)
Tracy, just keep dancing.
Jack, be limber, Jack, be quick
Tracy, honey, we know you are innocent.
Free Tracy Turnblad! Segregation never!
(PHONE RINGING)
Tracy?
That's Link Larkin, my boyfriend.
Bahh
(MIMICS SIZZLING)
And now it's time to move on to a little something we call the spotlight.