Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, my God.
ARCHER: Then what? - Then they gave me the VC and my papers.
I always thought that had something to do with the engine.
But for the enlisted, being chosen to bat for an officer was very desirable.
You. And you've treated him like a dog ever since.
[CRYING]
Woodhouse there's... God, that's bright.
- What's up with your will these days? CHERYL: Oh, my God.
We're all dying off.
Especially when that officer was Captain Reginald Thistleton.
...chasing a terrified Asian prostitute out onto the patio.
WOODHOUSE: Yes, sir. - So don't be surprised...
- The what? - German scalps.
Ha-ha-ha. Yeah, we're the idiots. Says the genius who got a hooker pregnant.
[GUNSHOT]
No. A little too Lib
Oh, who remembers?
# The Baby On The Bus Goes Wah Wah Wah. Wah Wah Wah. Wah Wah Wah. The Baby On The Bus Goes Wah Wah Wah. All Through The Town #
It's none of your business! It's none of your business!
Gave birth to you right there on that greasy bar.
RKO Outta nowhere
...and now it seems his chickens have come home to roost. Bawk, bawk.
He came to mourn our comrades-in-arms.
That's silvertip badger, kid. You know how much this cost?
Got me to an OSS safe house, sold the boat...
Are we out of Bloody Marys?
Wait, why did you have an eye patch?
- And? Then what? WOODHOUSE: Hmm?
That's all you have to say, you great flapping twit?