Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on up.
When I was 17, I ran away from home and hopped a steamship to Sweden.
Hey, you read al those books, not me.
i’m an art adorer. I adore art.
The Yankees won, the Mets lost, Rickey Henderson's unhappy.
You know, it's not really that terrible.
Well, I won't go without you. You guys want them?
Let me see. I see the problem.
- How are the seats? - Okay.
Lippman's coming back tomorrow. I'll be fired.
James Caan doesn't opt for happiness.
- Yeah. - It's George.
- I'm leaving. - Wait a minute. We just got here.
- Well, I really love that piece. - Me too. Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
He is a loathsome, offensive brute.
You better catch it here, Charlie, because this ain't Philadelphia!
Not too expensive, is it?
You mean so much to me, I'm willing to take your abuse...
I've got plans, though, Mr. Lippman.
- What? - That's what she told me.
You never stay on anything longer than five seconds. Just give me that.
...a man-child crying out for love...
It's the second row. It's just as good.
I think you better take off the Orioles cap.
Hi, Carol.
- ... one of Nina's paintings. - It's being framed now.
- George can't click! - Give it to me!
- Where are you going? - Going to Houston for a few days.