Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, uh, listen, Howard. I've gotta get off the phone.
It's 119 North Wetherley.
I mean, it's been four years.
But this little gal here, I'm telling you.
Howard, listen, I've got to go. My bathwater is running over.
But he wasn't hurt. His arm was just a little grazed.
- Good-bye, Howard. - Good-bye.
I'm terribly sorry.
Say, Mar, you know something?
Phyllis, how did you even come up with that name?
I might have been kind of bowled over by his good looks in the beginning,
I get the desire to jet up to Duluth,
Yes, sir.
look in your own backyard... Ted Baxter.
How can you gorge yourself like that and stay so skinny?
No, I don't think so.
- Scotch and s... - Scotch and s...
Is that right? Four years, three months and two weeks.
- Want me to refreeze them for you? - This is fine, thank you.
No, glasses aren't any problem either.
Uh...
Remember, Mary? Howard Arnell.
Break my diet the day I see Armond?
What's that, a word-game thing?
whenever I please, wherever I please.