Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Amen.
You think you could beat Jack Johnson?
Goddamn it! Open up the door!
- Son of a bitch! - Please, I slipped, I slipped, I slipped!
She had ridden bareback standing up through the 100 inhabitants, mostly male.
- Pardon me? - (whispers) He's not funny.
You... You are a fine fisherman.
No murder, no mayhem.
Uh-huh.
Jesus Christ!
He drinks too much.
- I don't think so. - No, I uh...
A buck. I know Paul says he's paying, but...
Then a bunch of the locals came running over,...
Her daughter has turned into quite a beauty.
We love you, we love you. Good luck.
(Jessie)If he came back next summer, would you try and help him?
Figured if he can't catch a trout, by God, he's gonna scare one to death.
(laughs)
...late at night,...
- Hello, Jess. - Hey, Paul.
A real professor.
(ladies laugh in background)
Oh! The east is making you soft.
Hm.
(coughing)
- (Chub) A little, uh, infatuation? - (girls laugh)
Yes.
Each weekday, while my father worked on his Sunday sermon,...
(Paul) As I live and breathe.
Besides, he's behind in the big stud poker game at Lolo.
...and listen to the Cliquot Club Eskimos with your mother.
That's... nice.
Uh-oh.
Jesus Christ! No, don't.
Righty-ho! The usual for Norm,...
God, it's heaven!
(they whoop, yell and laugh)
His right hand.
Norm, it's my debt.
With all the fish in the river.
Done.
Yes, I am pleased.
Phantom Of The Opera! (laughs)
(she laughs)
Don't be the professor tonight.
Oh, yes, which one? The murder, the wreck or the fire?
Who do you know at the University of Chicago?
I am pleased.
Shorter Half as long
(scoffs) He doesn't like fishing.
Now let Paul tell his latest story.
Yes, we're very proud of him.
YOU CAN'T SHOOT THE CHUTES, POLLY
Oh!
(Norman) Neal, Paul. Paul, Neal.
Sure glad I didn't go home and get some sleep!
(Mother) Mrs Campbell called.
Mr Murchison! How are you?
It's a deal.
- So... - You ready to... Neal?
No matter where I go...
Being back in my father's church seemed to complete my return.
Thank you.
The only plan Neal had in mind was a trip to Black Jack's Bar,...
(Reverend) There is one yonder...
Hello.
(Neal grunts)
- Was that your jelly? - Yes, it was, Ethel.
Down at Lolo, they don't drink too much.
Do I look old, Norman?
It was a life of timber and toil,...
- Last time, Paul. - Hello, Judge.
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, its fears.
And now, the Muskrat Ramble!
The truth is, I'm not sure I wanna leave.
(joins in) Nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass
- Hi. - Hi.
- How are you? - Oh, quite well, thank you.
Dry as dirt
...that I was witnessing perfection.
You'd be right in the middle of things.
And finally, I said to him...
It would have been a tough thing to do.
- Well, uh... - Oh, you were gone too long, son!
Shall we kill him?
So at 16, I did my duty,...
I'm real happy for ya.
But I... Well, I did it before, up at the Yukon.
...where any honest policeman would be unlikely to find it.
Hey, you got anything to drink, buster?
Make me a child again
He covers the police beat and has friends here.