Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know how she sound, like her nose stuffed up.
...but I am still in control of what goes on in my car!
I couldn't help it. There's a big mess up yonder.
I can get it myself!
It's not exactly the word I'd pick
I don't want to hear anymore about it!
Why, Boolie, the idea!
We're low on silver polish, too.
No, ma'am.
Now what you think I am, Miss Daisy?
They fixed crab for me.
I'll stop by tomorrow evening.
We can't stay.
Either choose the easy way out, or you go into the courtroom...
Thank you. I won't.
1888! You were nothing but a little bitty thing.
...and my gain down here...
It's 7:16!
I missed my breakfast and I'm late to a meeting...
He's stealing from me.
That's vulgar! Don't talk to me!
Yer a doodle Momma!
Yes, sir. You are right about that. It only took me 6 days.
Look who I brought!
I was 12.
That won't be necessary.
- You had the car in the wrong gear. - I did not!
I’m working on your lemonade, Miss Daisy
- You fixing to ruin it. - What are you talking about?
I'll go to the library on the streetcar.
But she got you thinking, didn't she?
The invitation to this dinner...
Of course.
I bet there ain't one of them carrying on the way you doing.
This is my car, officer.
- You the boss. - Don't talk to me!
No, she's all there!
Mama, I'll be right out...
I'm not crying.
"Er." That is the last part. "Bauer!"
You are a doodle, Mama!
So I said, "Fine, Mrs. Harris, just fine, thank you."
Nine bam!
And Werthan Industries believes that what we want is what Atlanta wants.
- I saw an Avondale milk truck. - Is that right?
And the last letter?
Two dot.
...and Lord knows I need a job.
Somebody has bombed the temple.
You backed the car into the Pollack's yard.
It sure does!
Unless they rewrote the Constitution and didn't tell me, I still have rights!
Hoke!
You are a terrible risk.
Operate the lever.
Don't seem human, does it?
Morning, Miss Daisy.
I worked for Judge Harold Stone, a Jewish gentleman.
You're a lucky old woman.
...and your wife to the beauty parlor?
R!
No, sir, I don't expect I'll miss it that much.
Besides, it sounds like she needs me.
Lord, there he was. Hanging up yonder in the tree.
These millions are called upon...
But you've heard him preach?
Do I ever?
Not me.