Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My daughter Jennifer refuses to take her afternoon nap...
Fifteen thousand dollars? [ Joe ] That's right.
"Yes, Of Course We Had Love-- At Very Judiciously Determined Intervals."
I don't believe this. I can't possibly wait that long.
And it's something I'm ready to learn.
Do you mind? Could I hold him just for a moment?
So. How's, uh-- How's it coming?
Get a fish.
No, no. The money goes to the orphans. Sure it does.
You must have some extra babies back there somewhere.
I need you to bid on me, make sure I go for a respectable price.
You didn't even check. I'm sorry.
Well, I'm something of a famous radio personality.
What? Fine. That's fine.
I'm still trying to get used to it myself--
I know. Isn't it great?
women.
[ Matthew Groans ]
Around 5:00 this afternoon. Oh.
And who are you representing, sir?
Sold for $15,000 to, uh--
Hey, my name's Bill too. Uh, we have a lot in common.
No. Bill doesn't need that in his life either. That's-- Aah!
If she isn't married, she's usually escorted by a homosexual bachelor friend.
It would really mean a lot to her.
Well, everything seems to be in order, Mr. McNeal.