Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nice try, monitoring spirit.

It was a small price to pay to save a colony of nuns.

Alice, could you take it to the antique shop

In the end, we decided to get a new TV,

This is all my fault.

those poor people stuck on an island

Mr. Martin, what should I do?

Greg, it may be the fad to call your parents

¶ who was busy with 3 boys of his own ¶

Good job! All right!

[All chattering]

Carol: Have fun.

I'll break his legs.

And the littlest...

I am here, honey.

Marcia: He's right, Cindy.

On your mark and bouquet? Evelyn?

Buckle up, Carol.

This is all my fault!

and a Brady always keeps a promise.

of being away from the ones he loves too long.

¶ I'd rather live a wrong life ¶

We are going to pick up the horse later.

Why on earth would you lie to us?

Just one too many.

You can't possibly believe her.

Well, it's been scary.

But...That's the girl

Oh, man, we got to catch their next show.

Who the hell is that? $250!

and if anyone mentions one word of this to the cops,

¶ oh, no, no, no ¶

or you're gonna get hurt.

[Peter thinking] What a dumbhead I am.

Maybe we can play catch later, ok?

If Key is really Mom's husband...

I wonder what their story is.

Marcia: I'm curious, jan.

Actually, Carol, for once, your kids make sense.

That makes me feel a whole lot better.

[Sighs heavily]

I was put on the rack in Singapore.

then how the heck could we ever play a game of gin rummy?

to remain single very long.

I'm afraid Mrs. Brady may never see that organ again.

I'm so happy I can practice my driving on you, daddy.

[Tires screech]

Look, Bobby, it's marcia's diary.

To be honest...

¶ you've got to rearrange ¶

I'm sure this thing will work itself out just like that.

So long, Terrence.

Hi, Mr. Martin.

Well, weapons are not toys either, Peter.

Now, kids, you know I've told you

Oh, Mr. Martin.

¶ good time music ¶

¶ sha na na na na na na na na ¶

Do not give lethal weapons to children...

So...It's just too bad you don't have a date, too, jan.

No, I mean...Glass.

all: ¶ when it's time to change ¶

to have a little mystery about yourself,

Mr. Martin is still a guest in this house, and a Brady always treats...

I think this man may have spent time in prison.

and right there.

And who do you think designed that firehouse and that gym?

Oh, the colors were so bright

Yes, there is. Look what we found.

Well... What are these?

but--not now. I'm trying to make a point.

¶ it's a downright disgrace ¶

Well, it's like I always say--

Kids, we're going to Hawaii.

Oh, that's right. I forgot to tell you.

[All talking excitedly]

but it turns out you're all wet.

get off the sidewalk! Off!

Oh, they're not drumsticks, dad. They're weapons.

If you have to be at the rec center soon,

But, dad, I think you understand--

I think dad's right.

For Christ's sakes, he killed a baby-sitter!

that fighting is no way to solve a problem,

Well, I've been telling people something that isn't the total truth.

These are my Funky new threads

I don't think it's fair that Greg gets the attic

You can tell me.

[Marcia thinking] This is all Bobby’s fault

¶ ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ¶

Mike: Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

What is it, jan?

¶ sha na na na na na na na na ¶

Well, I'm not backing down.

Any detective worth his salt would realize

Well, it looks like I'm still married to Roy, my first husband,

Jan: Yeah. Marcia should get it. She has more things.