Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bingo.
It just lacks one thing.
Wherever the wind takes us. The Left Bank, Morocco,
Dad, you don't understand. You're not even trying to understand.
I like that.
Well, I know you're feeling better, Diedre,
We're taking the bus to my father's dairy farm.
I mean, it doesn't matter where I am or how I am.
See new things, meet new people. See what life is about.
Well, I'm going on the road.
This? This? This is a life?
Yeah, take my jujubes.
Maybe we should give him a ticker-tape parade, huh?
Oh, hey, Mr. Cunningham, like, I can't take your bread.
What can you do? He wants to be alone.
Are you kidding?
I don't make enough money at Arnold's to keep me in chewing gum.
But do you know what's really missing?
No, I think he needs a cold bourbon.
Oh, certainly, dear. Your friends are always welcome here.
Reefers, dear.
Oh, that's nice. I like poetry.