Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How about that? And you're gonna tell me what appeals to women?

And you will be punctual, won't you? The lady will meet you in the lobby.

♪ Take a word of advice

There's an invasion of America going on.

I got me a sick boy, and I'm gonna get him south.

♪ And if the mocking bird don't sing

Look at that there. That's some good, healthy stuff for you.

frankly, you're beginning to smell.

I'm here on a paper manufacturer's convention,

I'm lonesome, so I'm a thief.

buys that cowboy crap anymore.

the new telephone-pun game. In our isolation booths...

Thank you, ma'am.

Why, you ought to be ashamed of yourself.

- Please, sir? - No, please. No.

for all of your gun supplies. Listen to these values:

get some sort ofjob, you know?

Thirty-one hours.

Wackos. They're all wackos.

It might be terrific for you.

What if I want to take my mother along?

- OK, OK. - I gotta lay down.

and right away they gotta supersede their authority.

Hey, what size pants you wear?

I hate to ask you, but you're such a doll.

I agree, but for that service I charge one buck taxi fare.

There's something going on here. Now, really, seriously,

I spilled some on my pants.

Zip me up, will you, Tex?

How far you headed?

But damn it, we can't do that.

- Don't say nothing about you either. - They took my picture, didn't they?

Lonely people, yes. Who else would do it?

I'm simping here! Up yours you son of a bitch!

I don't wanna talk about it.

- Here. Have a cigarette. - I wouldn't touch it.

Key to Room 514, please, sir.

We don't have to rush. My wife's away. Her mother's sick.

Let me put this thing over you.

up the old kazoo there.

What do you want more than anything in the world?

When they have no children, a woman who is alone...

Stupid bastard coughed his lungs out from breathing in that wax all day.

Earth Control to Spacecraft.

You're better than any of them, Joe.

Sounds like crap. Admit it.

- Where's my money? - Here.

I don't believe this crowd. There's something going on here.

I got a letter here from a sister

and, frankly, to have a little fun, damn it.

Sounds like they knew you.

in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit...

OK, go ahead. Go on, take a look.

Is that your problem, baby?

I ain't asking you to come back in my body. You could come back as anything.

I slipped on a banana peel. Come on. I gotta sit. I feel crummy.

Don't get a hernia, know what I mean?

Seventy-seven WABC.

If I had my choice between the two, I'd come back as a president.

I gotta lay down.

- I'm eating it, see? - In her penthouse.

I wasn't calling anyone. I wasn't calling anyone.

Do you love me, Joe?

♪ And if that looking glass gets broke

Look, I want you to stay, all right?