Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We'll get inside, run a nice, hot bath, dump in some Epsom salts--
Agnes, I'm your mother. Make a U-turn.
-I just wanna say I'm sorry, okay? -Well--
No. I think I coughed once.
I mean, as a place.
-Do my nails? -Do my nails.
...was behind us on the way to the restaurant.
I was thinking about it all night, alone...
Take a look at the room, make sure everything was safe.
How do you do, Mr. Violin?
-You don't want her here. -I do too.
If the size 4 fits--
Yeah, they're moving to Michigan to be with their son and his family.
That's the way to rip, Parnelli.
...or about which back the sun is at, or who was president in 1968.
Check your calendar, blockhead.
Wait a minute.
Can we get back to secretly breaking in now?
-I have gotta get the hell out of here-- -Mr. Addison.
Here we are, the Harmony Inn.
The one you received in Mexico, Mrs. DiPesto.
That one totally stumps me.
...to get her one in Bakersfield, she'll move in with me.
It's just that I've lived by myself for a very long time.
Well, thank you.
...the warm, caring person.
I'd give you the sky if I could.
What are we looking for?
Agnes never stops talking about you.
All right, everybody, into the bedroom.
-If you like that kind of thing. -So I guess we'll just be on our way.
Pretty swankola.
Are you sure the two of you aren't sisters?
...but she's my mother.
Isn't that a little desperate, even for you?
But you're afraid she will. Then you won't be able to sleep with me.
Of course, you knew it was my office. Just hanging up the suit, Agnes.
-I wonder who that could have been. -18DI877. Licence plate.
You left the nest a long time ago.
Perhaps you have the statue with you.
-Then it's settled. -A-okay with me.
I can't hear you. Why don't we go out for brunch?
Lady, I don't care if he's a...
You're living on a fixed income.
And the Ellises from St. Louis and MacArthurs from Bakersfield.
You benefit from the services I provide.