Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- If you actually paid attention to me. - Oh, not even half as bad.

And they blow that evil alien overlord Zitler out of the water.

Oh. Well, maybe that's the problem, Deborah.

That would be great.

[Edgar] Yeah, but she doesn't wanna work in the salon.

Gonzales rounds third. She's coming home.

All right, then.

If we beat the Sox tomorrow, we're gonna win this whole thing.

You know I want this just as bad as you do.

she wears this perfume sometimes and it affects me.

We could be like them.

Guess this will be the last time I make this.

- [players groaning] - She's the right one for the job.

Kinda like, you know, drawing does for me.

[players laughing mockingly]

That's all there is.

except for words of prayer or service.

Why did you leave with that guy?

that he worked so hard for.

Okay. It's not bad enough the guy has to go to war? No.

She rounds third. And...

Ladies. Ladies, at Mrs. Shaw's suggestion,

- So understanding. - Of course.

I hate to say this, but no one is going to choose you over Carson.

[gasps] But Guy can cook.

So, you know, turn the light back on. [clears throat]

Sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me.

Jo should go third. She's got a hot bat right now.

Okay. Okay. Come on. Come on.

[announcer] Gonzales with a huge lead. And the Peaches are running.

We'll figure it out together.

Give her another one.

That's right. Step right up! Step right up!

Nothing. I'm good. It's all good.

So, why didn't you?

You're really beautiful, you know that?

One day you're walking around liking men, and then the next... lobotomy.

[Maybelle] Road trip!

Coach isn't happy.

[Dove] Look, I'm sorry you found out this way.

that I should leave Mrs. Berry and go work at the factory with Max...

- Asshole. - ...as they trail the Blue Sox by three

Everyone grab your things and let's be off.

Yeah, and they're clearly cheating. They're turning off one of the lights.

I know. Me either.

I'm trying out to be the new pitcher tomorrow.

It's just one of the rules that I have to keep myself safe.

- [foliage rustling, owl hooting] - What was that?

You and Guy. Me and Gary.

- She's queer, though. - No, shh.

- Shirley and Jo. - Girl!

Yeah, especially when you're eating that sausage.

We goin' to work. We got a date.

You asked me to forget about what I saw.