Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-But you said you care for me. -l do. l do.
She should have blonde hair.
-Are you expected? -Oh, boy.
Well, l-- l like Roger, but--
Yes, l had a few data reports to finish up.
Where are they when you pick Jeannie up at her house?
Why wouldn't l be? Her hands are as soft now...
l've got a big night planned.
Thank you, Jeannie.
Listen, Roger, when l say there's a vacant lot across the street...
...falling over a sheep in your own living room.
...and she said she would marry me. Me!
But l might see him. He lives right across the street.
Well, then may l invite a friend over?
-Good evening, master. -Oh, hi, Jeannie.
When l want to commune with nature, sir...
-What house is that, sir? -Don't humour me, captain.
...and know that her parents have to be fine, intelligent people.
-Yes? -Oh, hello, sir.
lt's a large lot, general. Across the street...
Well, who are you gonna marry, Sandy Koufax?
And there is no explanation.
Boy, l must have been on liquid oxygen.