Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you. Thank you very much.

I'm not sure I was ever allowed to be 12.

It was very, uh, colorful.

[ Loud Slap ] Yes, Arthur, you do that.

Florence, he knows I'm allergic.

I was-- Sit down. Sit down. Thank you.

one final attempt to persuade Arthur...

- You mean about the birthday? - You wanted a party.

Lights, please.

Excuse me, Mrs. Chandler, but, uh, gambling debts cannot be legally collected.

I've never seen her so happy before.

Uh, I know this bungalow is not precisely...

[ Chattering, Muffled ] ♪ [ Piano ]

- "The secret of psychic power unleashed." - Ah.

one worthy of his talents.

All you wanted were your markers, huh?

Peggy-- my stepdaughter.

Peggy. Peggy, come on. You're in no condition. I'm not drunk, Fitz.

At least not in front of an audience.

Now that's entertainment.

- He's worried about you. - Of course he is. He's in love with me.

My sister Thelma always had a picnic for her birthday.

Oh, Stanley. [ Gasps ]

It's light, spacious, airy.

[ Gasps ] I can feel it coming on now.

Okay, Lieutenant. I'll come downtown and talk it over--

No Peggy Chandler markers, Iris.

will receive full and proper credit for everything.

A rod. You know, a roscoe.