Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was in the Marines, you know, and they taught us some pretty rough tactics.
By any chance, were you in the third battalion?
Last week, we had nurses around the clock.
J. Edgar Hoover, please.
Mr. Poleman?
He's taking his nap.
Master Armstrong is very delicate.
But we use them right here.
Master!
What is the crisis?
Sorry to interrupt, Chief, but Wilkins here has an urgent problem concerning young Armstrong Duson Q. III.
Try that, little doodger.
Master Armstrong is not allowed in the water.
Oh, I'm afraid I don't know how to swim.
Would you help us out for a minute, please?
Me of them.
I feel fine.
And rusty, too.
Thank you.
Oh, no, sir.
Which bedroom is he in?
It works!
Who?
Master Armstrong has several.
To make a tater pie, it takes a lot of possum fat.
That's right, friend.
Granny, shake hands with Armstrong Dueser McHugh III.
What can I do for you?
I wouldn't do that if I were... I tried to tell him.
What did you say?
And they always telephone me on my birthday.
Goodbye.
The South One.