Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but he's very promising material, sir, if you know what I mean.

I'm lonesome, so I'm a thief. I am, amn't I? I'm lonesome, so I'm a thief. I am, amn't I?

It's like what?

- For dogs? - This is Fifi's wig.

Get along little doggies ♪

- What the hell you want me to do? - Florida. Get me to Florida.

Score once in a setup like that, and, Christ, the way they talk,

Sing along with Sister Rosella.

OK, come on. Come on.

- Christ, Cass. - Go ahead.

I mean, it just so happens that in my own place, my name

- You put it right there, boy. - All right. All right, here.

I'm sorry, I...

Good night, sweets.

Starting tomorrow, you'll cook your own goddamn dinner.

I could open up an office in there. Come on.

Don't look, baby.

Would you believe that? I forgot to get to the bank, and now it's too late.

Not to my knowledge.

You love me, Joe? You're better than all of them.

Where did you get it?

Why worry about your future?

I stole it for you. The goddamn thing's 10 sizes too big for me.

But when I take you over to see Mr. O'Daniel,

I'm new here in town. Just in from Texas, you know,

It's 28 degrees,

I'd say you know exactly what you want.

Long hours of precision choreography that would put the Rockettes to shame.

You know what I do? I move furniture around.

Hey, what's the matter?

- You don't look like no fag. - What's that supposed to mean?

You listening to me?

All right. Yeah, you're a hustler.

You keep your hands off me, sir.

These guys are good drivers, boy.

- Ask for Joe Buck. - I iron my husband's shirts.

Don't! No, no, don't.

I'm not exaggerating.

My mother would die. Don't take that.

- Oh, don't mind if I do. - Bartender,

- No, wait a minute now. - You sure are a pretty lady.

Just another convenience, eh?

- Young. - You.

♪ Grandma's gonna buy you a looking glass

Hey, hey, Brucey. Hang in there, baby.

Come on in. Let's take a look at you.

Baby wants to say hello to you, Daddy.

♪ Whoopie-ki-yi-o

You're the best, Joe. The best.

Come on, Baby. Mama's tired.

I'm gonna show you my darn problem.

Here, why don't you take an upper.

They can't be trotting to Times Square to pick out the merchandise.

Some of that stuff's for you too. Look, try that on for size for you.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

Well, sir, I ain't a for real cowboy.

This is a shooting season.

Boy, you have a lot of laundry here.

Keep your meat hooks off my radio.

I must have got the wrong impression then.

You'll be the best-looking one there.

You know, I tried to get in touch with you when I heard,

What do you think?

Well, when will Mrs. Gardner be home?

Do you love me?

Jeffrey to Tim...

- Beautiful, baby. - I can stay all night, Cass.

You could come back as a dog or a president.

I'm gonna run you ragged!

You're gonna be the best-looking cowboy in the whole parade.

I'll leave a TV dinner in the fridge.

- Who's there? Who you talking to? - No one. I was just talking to Baby.

I sure will. It's pretty unusual, but anyway.

I'll be goddamned if I'll wear it.

If you want the word on that brother and sister act,

X, that's what it ought to say on that goddamn headstone.

You don't talk to me that way! Get out of here!

- How you doing, Ralph? - Hey.

I don't need a comb.

♪ Get along little doggies

Get out of my way!

I'll tell you the truth. I ain't a for real cowboy,

Hey, you little old dog. How you doing there, scutter?

I was just noticing that you're out of salami.