Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fifteen thousand dollars.
I need to give love. I need a baby. End of story.
Beth. Beth. What the hell is he doing here?
to my homosexual bachelor friend, Joseph.
Generally, my ladies in waiting and I get the Presidential Suite at Disneyland.
But you know, then I wasn't happy with that either,
I seem to recall you wanting to have a baby not so long ago.
The show was called Mister Ed, for the last time. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
[ Woman Laughing ]
Mr. McNeal, we have an extremely long list of people ahead of you,
We shall be back shortly. Watch the money, won't you?
If this were Logan's Run, I'd be Soylent Green by now.
I've answered hundreds of delicious personal ads.
Oh, uh, would the, uh,
She's a little tired.
bid money to go out on a date with me.
Oh, well, I'd be honored.
[ Bill ] If everyone's finished, I have an announcement...
Yes, of course we had love-- at very judiciously determined intervals.
I'm a limo driver. Sedan or stretch?
That's horrible.
[ Sighs ] The only cool thing about yachts...
good listening skills, a winning smile...
Did you have trouble conceiving also?
You can't just set them down somewhere and expect them to entertain themselves.
two weeks later she breaks up with me.
and see the art collection on the second floor?
Yes, I suppose you could. So what are you doing tonight?
is those carved, wooden topless chicks up in the front.
You know, Bill probably came here this morning and bribed them all with lollipops.
I don't know. They're out of stock or something. Let's go.
[ Charlie ] Love her baby.
Yeah, well, it was first come, first served. Sorry.