Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Man On TV] The sun is roughly 10,000 times larger than Earth.
What kind of prize?
You don't have any water.
You know, I really like you, mister.
Yes. I hope so.
Do you want me to go down and get some medicine?
Two. Want a drink?
The sun don't shine
- Get it off my shoulder - I know I'll never be like a character in a story.
What do you want to take a picture of that for?
I'll ask Trevor to take you home.
We hear most everything on the radio these days.
[Man On TV] Trouble is, people get too attached to each other, things drag on.
Though we're apart
Me, the two of us.
The trains were really nice then. They had concession stands...
- He's not in fact an American citizen- - I've got an hour, Arthur. Take me back to the house.
Oh. You're gonna be okay.
There weren't too many people on the train.
I don't want to see him, hear him, but he's still a part of me. That's a fact.
You don't have any booze.
Tweezers, please.
- Good-bye, heart - [Moaning, Murmuring]
If your camera should break, just drop it in your nearest W.E. Litter bin.
About you.
- [In Distorted Voice] Fuck you! - Yeah! Yeah!
Tommy?
She must still have enough money.
[Mutters]
It may be the key to our project.
[Groaning]
It's my last present.
[Man]... all seems to heighten the whole enigma of Mr. Newton himself.
Yes?
- Buy it? - At cost, naturally.
Oh, I never thought I'd see you again.
And then?
You never get sick.
to die by hanging on the first watch of the day, following these proceedings.
[Big Band Jazz On Speakers]
No, no.
If I buy this ring now, you can't redeem it later.
[Violin On TV]
[Bell Ringing]
- And men. - Men!
I'd like to go someplace for Christmas where it's real hot.
"Per ardua... ad astra."
"Per ardua ad astra."
They're so strange here - the trains.
[Train Whistle Blows On TV]
- Prove it. - No, I don't want to. I've proved enough.
- [Bells Pealing] - [Ticking Stops]
To the children?
[Whimpering]
[Man #1] Can you imagine the cost? Spaceships!
I believe you won't.
Hello, Mr. Farnsworth.
- [Laughing] - Oh, shit!
We have all, strangely enough, relied on Mr. Newton, who is, after all-
- [People Chattering, Laughing] - You okay? Oh.
- Call him. - I don't know who Dr. Bryce is.
Your wife's out there somewhere.
Hey, fella! Come on. Hey. Come here.
because that's the way you get new ideas - by making mistakes.
[Ringing Continues]
It's just I'm trying to adjust my mind to all this.
Leave my mind alone.
I don't want her to get lonely.
All the boys from the South went to boarding schools
How is she?
The media...
[Wind Whistling]
Thank you.
New York? Oh, uh, not anymore.
[Thunderclaps]
[Big Band Jazz Swells, Continues]
I wonder.
You'll have to recruit some new men.
This is beau-ti-ful.
What do you mean?
They put all kinds of chemicals in it to keep people from gettin' sick.
[Electronic Twittering]
- And more things. - That's why you torment me.
[Newton] You can stay on here. The house is yours.
- Let me dry that. - Hair's sticking up.
[Bryce] Why? Why is it too long?
I can do anything... now, you know.
Nine.