Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gets Granny fired up, too.
Why, your meditations have filled this house with love.
Come with me.
Very well.
$2,000?
Oh, my dear.
Yes, for the great pilgrimage.
Eyes closed, soul open.
When you see my outfit, it'll kill them in Calcutta.
I'll hit you right across your guru.
Yonder's your guru.
Oh, you're going to India with the guru.
I was emanated.
Robber!
Oh, listen, Granny.
I'll take one.
Well, it might start a riot.
Dollars?
Oh, yes.
Can't you just see Elizabeth Taylor and me walking arm in arm, barefoot on a bed of hot coal?
He said I don't get my share until I reach the age of reason.
Oh, that's very reasonable.
Them's possum exercises.
I have arranged a special charter flight to carry my little pilgrims.
Peace, brother, is wonderful.
Son, I like the cut of your soul.
Love!
I don't think I'd want to touch an untouchable.
Hey, can I borrow him?
Oh, you don't want to escape flesh like that.