Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, come on now, Marion, it was a lucky punch.

You can't hit every time. Was Milton Berle funny last night?

- Thank you. - Now we punch them.

- Are they coming? - We've got 5 minutes.

They'll be here, they'll be here, don't panic.

I'd rather not go to Dukes' turf to collect. I could get beat up.

- You see, he's sorry. - Gee, I'm sorry too.

This is Frankie Molina, supreme leader of the Dukes, here on business.

- Hi, Fonzie. - Hey, Cunningham, which is cooler?

when they stop running over our lids, I'll gift-wrap the garbage.

- You wouldn't hit a man with a beak. - I'm a beak-buster.

Marsha, some of the guys felt

I wanna see how cool I look getting there.

Potsie. Where's the football team?

Well, what about the squirrel's tail on the handlebar?

It makes us crazy, right, guys?

Well, how's that?

Were you really gonna belt them with cue sticks?

So we all chipped in to get you this.

Right. Mr. Squirt.

It was your idea. You're best buddies with their leader.

- No, they're not. - They're not here.

Oh, I don't think I could ever do that.

And you know they've all been in trouble with the police?

- Great job, great job. - Oh, great... Really great job, yeah.

Yeah, that's nice.

I shine the flashlight on them. Boy, you wanna see popcorn fly.

- Hey, punk, is that your school ring? - Yeah.

Actually, you're a very nice guy, I've always said that to the guys.

No violence while I'm serving. Move the books.

You owe me one box of popcorn.

- That's mine. - I should have known.

They probably even have a Spunky Ward.

I mean, that really is gutsy. It's also very stupid.