Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, frankly, I...
Next page. Next page!
- Forty-four. - Forty-four, the top-brass floor.
Yeah, Old Daddy Earth fixing to start one more trip around the sun.
- Watch it! - It's about a dim-witted editor who...
Tell him I'll be right there. Give him a magazine.
Now, why on earth would the board want a nitwit to be president?
Well, that just about does it.
and you kept her on...
Oh, Amy, where have you been hiding?
We put a little sand inside to make the experience more pleasant.
Oh, no, Amy.
At any rate, there I was traveling this great country.
Hoover: Crime Buster or Pantywaist?
Hudsucker time...
Sub-franchising. Don't talk to me about sub-franchising.
What the hell is it?
For instance, take a look at this sweet baby.
New York.
Oh, buddy!
Mr. Mussburger's office?
What scientific principle explains the mind-bending motion...
when they promoted you from the mailroom?
She's damn good, Lou.
and in it...
Go down to the second paragraph.
Plexiglas.
Oh, my God, the Bumstead contract!
You know, for sirens.
to Sidney J. Mussburger, regarding my demise.
The barred-window boys are out looking for him now.
You're fired.
Such is life. Seek and you shall find. Work and you shall prosper.
Had it installed last week.
Buddy, say, buddy.
Hoist the gold and blue.
Once the Munce... Holy moly!
with acute schizoid tendencies.
Sit down, son.
Yes, the principle is the same...
Oh, come on, chief. That's a low blow.
There's one in every story.
Nothing much. I don't know. Just a blotch. Sure beats me.
- Do you have an appointment? - No.
Don't think I haven't noticed how you've changed.
- and buy our company. - What are you suggesting, Sydney?
facility should be reduced by 15 percent.
The reason I mention it is it requires such a small capital investment...
Yes, Mr. Mussburger.
I've got a harder story, The Sap From The City Desk!
How about Oklahoma!?
By anyone's account, I single-handedly have saved Hudsucker Industries.
for the more timid elements to run.
Well, I... I made Dean's List.
- No, single stitch is fine. - But the double stitch, she lasts forever.
A Muncie girl! Can you beat that.
She explains her predicament.
Right. So I want a martini.
Get your feet off my desk, get out of my office.
He has a face only a mother could love on payday.
Values, watchwords, tender years.
I understand you're not very skilled yet in the secretarial arts...
or an ibex.
Oh, yes, we're pruning away some of the dead wood.
Skip this part.
When Doc Bronfenbrenner gets through with him...
- Fellas! - You got something?
when he was just a swell kid with hot ideas who was in over his head.
Hi, my name's Buzz, I got the fuzz, I make the elevator do what she does.
And weren't blessed with much...
I give you the Rajah of Romance, the Ministereo of Moonlight...
Yeah, monkey or not, I'm still editor of this rag.
Tough luck, kid. You had a short climb up.
It concerns you directly
Then we could buy it back and more, of course, once it got cheap.
You know, for kids.
Pleased to meet you, Mr. Finlandson.
unless I see a vast improvement.
into the cold reaches of space...
I'm brushing up on my French with the most charming man...
merged with the infinite.
that wouldn't give you the time of day if you...
Business is war, kid.
The readers aren't interested in sensationalism...
- ...exactly when you did... - I, myself...
Try it on.
What do you do when the envelope is too big for the slot?
But I guess you don't really know him any better than that board does...
...and in love.
No, he's no faker.
you know, for kids!
Yellow? I'll show you yellow, boy!
What?
he went on and ruled with wisdom and compassion...
When our future president needs it...
They say inspiration is 99 percent perspiration...
No, no, not, McClanahan.