Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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