Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mr. Addison, I can't do anything for you...

-Night. -Night.

What do you say you and me go somewhere and blow off some steam?

-Hi. -Oh, I'm pleased to meet you.

This is my wife, Eleanor, my daughter, Opal.

Yeah, and now what?

How could she--? How could she succumb to a masher like that?

Sir, you wouldn't have a spare pair of Speedos...

Thanks again, you're a good listener.

Well, I won't lie. It does wonders for your self-esteem.

Excuse me, could you tell me--?

As you may remember, sir...

You're acting like you're in a burn ward.

Attaboy, Bert. In this world, it's all you can eat.

He's at the Grandview, it's a lovely facility.

Back so soon, I didn't even--

Poor MacGilicuddy's hit rock-bottom...

-Why are you so upset with Maddie? -I'm not upset with Maddie.

I can't help it. What did I do to bring this curse down on me?

Not calling Chicago, so I haven't broken our deal...

...but when was the last time you had a checkup?

I'm not leaving here without you.

-MacGilicuddy? -Shifty maggot.

Besides, my biological clock is ticking.

-Where's Miss Hayes? -I thought she was in Chicago.

I'm sorry I upset him.

I wanted to drop off the mail that got delivered to me by mistake.

...I'm sitting there in this seminar, and this visiting professor--

I don't think you heard me.

Not too much, I hope.

...because I am exercising my constitutional right...