Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Beat it, you hefty old sap.

The oculist with bad breath and two left hands, both of which tend to wander.

A thousand. But he gave me a record.

Project forward.

And I'm still here.

I think you love her too.

Good work, Mr Bayfield.

and he is the leading vocal coach in the city.

Yes, I'm very sorry, Kitty. Tell me this.

"Eminent", yes.

- Any other symptoms? - No.

- My technique isn't perfect? - No, it is, it is, it is, but I...

Is she... your sister?

<i>♪ Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!</i>

<i>We have Ed calling from the military hospital...</i>

but I'll be away in Florida at some point.

Oh, then I shall die happy.

Oh, no. <i>La mia casa è la tua casa.</i>

I started to live.

- It's a surprise. - Ooh.

Well, we all are. I have put you in row E, Mrs Vanderbilt.

- And I'm gonna grab one of these cabs. - Sure.

- I'm a tad drunk. - Oh. Lucky you.

- Oh, my. <i>- Our hearts go out to you today, Edna.</i>

- With? - Mr Totten.

The only question now is whether you will stand

Nothing for him in England.

<i>♪ Pray excuse me</i>

- Perfect. - No.

- I think she was just overexcited. - Well, you are to speak to her.

So has Stubbs from <i>World Bugle.</i>

And potato salad as well.

Madam Florence is already asleep.

Even as I speak, the chef has a team out scouring Manhattan for chives.

- She's only just started. - I've heard enough. Thank you.

House lights, please.

<i>♪ Melodies</i>

They're getting through the potato salad like gannets. Is there any more?

Just look at the place!

Dr Hertz is in Washington, but he sent his colleague Dr Hermann.

Whenever you're ready, Mr McMoon.

<i>♪ Figlia mia non è</i>

<i>♪ When judging those you meet</i>

Music matters. Thank you.

and you are both going to be sensational.

I love you, my bunny rabbit.

Do I see a pair of rabbit ears?

- What do they say? - They're simply marvellous.

<i>♪ Verse anciente</i>

Doesn't that make him an earl too?

Give it to me or I will call the police. Give it to me now.

Miss Bankhead, Mr Porter. What an honour.

and I would be grateful if you show them the respect they deserve.

<i>♪ So look through your glasses and see...</i>

St Clair, who is that vulgar woman?

- Really? - Little Miss Foster, they called me.

- Where is Cosmé? - He will be here.

Well, in that case, I think we can make an exception.

This is beautiful, isn't it?