Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Angel, l've been looking for you everywhere.
...and said he was on his way to marry you...
Hello.
l'd say you picked the perfect bride, captain.
l am just finishing my wedding dress.
...it's a pleasure to meet a real, old-fashioned homebody for a change.
-Master? -Oh, Jeannie.
-Who are you? -l am nobody.
Let's be married. Right now.
l will never force myself on you.
You may be just what the doctor ordered.
l cannot marry this man!
lt's about Sunday. Oh, thank you.
Now, Jeannie, you wouldn't do that to me.
Well, it's solid gold. lt belonged to King Tut.
Yeah, he sure did.
Are you satisfied?
Are you? l'm afraid l didn't get your name.
Jeannie. How-- How do you do that?
You can't blame me for getting carried away.
Well, thank you for inviting me.
Would you excuse me? Something l gotta straighten out.
-lt's my pleasure. My pleasure. -Captain.
But would you mind getting rid of this outfit now?
-Captain. -Captain.
And l just wanted to let you know there are no hard feelings.
Could you talk a little faster, sir?
Jeannie! Jeannie.
Well, l told him not to be late.
Not if you marry me.