Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know Ed personally, but he's the hottest tailor in town.
Why don't you call him?
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As a matter of fact,
Oh, may you can't ask a boy genius to do something like that.
No, I have no intention of punishing you, Cratchit.
No sir.
You'll be busy with your countless projects and investments.
My limousine is going to be here any minute with my chauffeur, gopher, flunkies, and stooges.
How quick you gonna be done here?
Come, I'll take you up there.
Enterprises Incorporated.
Follow me to the fifth floor.
This is the waiting room of my new employee care center.
Practically immediately.
Sheldon!
Oh, hi there, Miss Jane.
Oh, it's beautiful.
Handsome rascal, ain't he?
The boy genius agent of Hollywood.
What would you display?
You know that orphanage I foreclosed on?
Come on over here, sit down, slip off your shoes.
No, I haven't been well since J.B.
Oh, it's you who deserves the credit, Mr. Drysdale.