Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The next time you see him, he'll be dressed like a city sport.

I'll split everything I get with you.

You reckon he's ailing?

Not a cent, and five bucks could get me well.

In all fairness, Chief, I have often suggested this very plan.

You mean she's a gambling woman?

And I like chorus girls.

Mr. Drydale, did anything happen to Granny?

Well, hi there, Mr. Drysdale, Miss Jane.

This is close to Cavanaugh's box.

I think she's doomed.