Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes, sir, sir!
I think a reasonable adjustment is in order, but after all...
Boy, you meet all kinds on this job.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
See if we can put up a 10-story fence...
And how high is Cogswell's building?
Well, in that case, move it!
This is one time I thought of everything.
Someone bought that empty lot next door.
You blithering fooI!
...move it!
Okay, okay. Now tell me.
No building over 2200 feet allowed.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
What trick could he be up to?
Now we'll find out who our neighbors are.
Steady!
There, there, there, my boy.
- Are you sure? - Here. See for yourself.
Yes? Yes? What is it, Miss Sunspot?
Mr. Spacely, I wasn't through yet.
...My Space Lady.
Nobody could sleep through this racket. Not even Jetson.
- Never! - Better sign!
In other words, you put your amusement ahead of your job?
At this hour?
Yippee!
That old ticket taker!
And it's right here, in this here blueprint.
Jane, his wife
TRUMP.....
I've got an ironclad contract, which guarantees me a job.