Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just had lunch with miss Howe's former college classmate,
At what point In your life
[Whistle blows]
Somebody's Already using The pool table.
Yeah, my mother's a saint!
Now, i've tried everything. He won't budge.
Well, i'm afraid You're gonna have to.
You never paid me Back that million From last week.
As much for you As i am for myself.
Yeah.
We'll find a lawyer.
Please, we're not Selling our house?
To good neighbors Like yourself,
I'm looking At your soul.
I looked all around, And suddenly
You are not gonna Run the clavins Off our land.
Well, look at the result-- You're a very polite young man.
Sam: hey, hey, Boys, boys?
[House creaks]
Ah, man, we're Out of luck--
Clifford, would you Tell this gentleman,
Out of his branches.
And your mother Won't listen.
But, ma! Ma, you can't Do this!
All right, Just a minute.