Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

— You a ventriloquist? — Mm—mm. It‘s your roomie.
There was a young blond kid in our outfit.
— [ Laughing] —You all right?
He fell on his way to the shower.
—What doyou mean? This guy bit that guy? — Mm—hmm. A fight.
— Father Mulcahy, areyou all right? — [ Panting]
Yeah, it‘s about the war, and it‘s being written by a soldier,
Mmm, mmm! Oh, this is sensational.
I mean, it‘s only natural that you‘d, you know——
Tommy!
— Now, wait a minute, Frank, I‘m the doctor here. —I thought I was the doctor here.
Radar, ifyou don‘t get out of here, I‘ll shoot Hot Lips.
Ask Colonel Blake. He‘s the one who puts notches in his scalpel.
Pierce, I heard that little remark.
Okay, break it up! Break it up! Cut it out ! Come on, come on.
— What‘s the matter, Frank? — It‘s my——
— Kosher? — Kosher.
I‘m gonna put them back with staples.
Oh, you‘re so light on your feet.
Unless Frank‘s tongue‘s broken, I‘d like to hear it from him.
Oh, then how come one ofthe dwarves is named “Leather“ ?
Oh, say good—bye to Henry for me. He‘ll understand.
Don‘t reach foryour appendix, kid, it‘s gone.
So you‘ll change the title ofthe book, that‘s all.
I‘m a coward. We‘re the worst.
Communist China?
—I drank. — Mm—hmm.
I wonder ifwe could discuss this, Frank.
I‘m the same way about “Pennsylvania Six—Five—Thousand.”
Going in that direction. The showers.
Don‘t reach foryour appendix, kid, it‘s gone.
Look, all I know is what they taught me at command school.
— Okay. — All right. Come here. Radar!