Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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