Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get out of my way!
Open up your mouth.
How are we going to get to a hotel?
Oh, boy! Ha, ha, ha!
Hey, here they are now! Where's that gun?
She makes me sick!
What do you mean, thumbed your way?
What do you want?
Hey.
- Ohh! - Quick! Let's get on the roof! Come on!
I'll tell you why. So you won't be ashamed of me.
I repeat. This oasis must face the situation with determination.
If you go downstairs and spill the beans,
Not you!
Hello? So this is Charlie's sweet little sister.
No! No, we go down there. Go on, get your hat!
Aloha!
This is the latest wireless report.
- Here's your long-distance call. - Oh, swell!
Now, wait a minute! You listen to this.
Thank you, Officer.
Have a cigarette.
Don't worry, Lottie. Maybe they're not as bad off as we think.
- Lottie! - So Stan wouldn't dare lie to you?
- Oh, Lottie! - Hello, Betty. Come on in.
Can you beat that? I'm sure glad we didn't go.
You little jokester. When you get back to town, drop in and see me.
You can do what you like, but I'm going home.
There. Now try that.
That's just what I said: that you're not going to the mountains,
down through the centuries of time, in the history of this fraternal organisation.
Oh, then you're not going to the mountains?
- Why? - You keep out of this!
There must be no thought of failure. We must stand shoulder to shoulder.
It looks to me like a severe nervous breakdown.
You're pulling a fast one, huh?
How about you and me going to the mountains?
Our wives think that we're in Honolulu for my health.