Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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