Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And you're asking me to be your golf partner?
You know, Major Nelson's not much of a player. He's....
l'm afraid that wasn't very good. l'll give it another try.
...l assure you, you're making a terrible mistake.
l'll mail you a check, Pete.
Not at all, sir. lt's not my fault he doesn't play golf.
But what's to stop me from putting a sling on my arm...
And he:
-l won't be able to take you out today. -But you promised.
Oh, no. Never in a million years. lt's just a lucky fluke.
Naturally, it'll take me a little time to get the hang of it.
-Country club. They play golf here. -Do you play this golf?
All right.
...as though he's racked with pain.
l know. That's why l'm running along.
Oh, thank you, major.
-Doctor. -Goodbye, Major Nelson.
Jeannie!
Pardon me, gentlemen.
Yes.
-Oh, major? -Yes?
l'm sorry, would you mind getting that for me, please?
Well, l guess l'm better than l thought.
...too much of your time, or you gave someone a promise...
You just keep on pretending that you're a dub.
When l drove out here, it was bumper-to-bumper.
A big hurry.
-Tricky little devils, aren't they? -Yes.