Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Take over for me, Jetson.
Miss Western Hemisphere has just stolen the show!
Let's give a great big welcome to Miss Saturn.
What did I tell you, friends? She's just like the girI next door.
What am I going to tell George? He'd be furious if he knew.
Not there. I bet I know where he is.
That is right, Fred. There will be loads of lovely girls competing for the title.
I mean, don't judge him hastily, Mrs. Judge... Mrs. Spacely.
I'm just a drudge.
Just a touch of green lipstick.
Now, take off that old housecoat and put on something nice...
Therefore, by unanimous consent, you are hereby invited...
"Miss Solar System, brought to you by Spacely Sprockets. "
Oh, the entry committee. Well, they must have gotten the picture I sent in.
Pick up your feet, please.
She's got everything.
I've got a surprise. I picked up theater tickets for tonight, and...
Oh, well. Perhaps I may find something.
Holly will wipe the floor with you worm
Dear 36-26-36, the contest committee has received your photograph...
- Settles what? - This.
Holly will wipe up the floor with you you worm!
I don't know.
I hope to contribute a little something to the contest festivities.
And besides, George needs to be taught a lesson.
...who prefers to remain anonymous. Good evening, Judge Anonymous.