Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I THINK THE MACHINE DOES THEM BETTER.
OH, NOTHING, NOTHING. RELAX.
UGH! I HATED THAT MUSH EVEN AS A BABY.
ULCERS ARE VERY POPULAR AMONG THE RICH, JUST LIKE GOUT.
COME ON, WEEZY, THAT WAS BEFORE I EVEN KNEW YOU. I WENT OUT WITH LOTS OF GIRLS.
THEN YOU CALL MY OTHER STORES. YES, ALL OF THEM!
I COULD HAVE SWORN I SAW YOU SLAM THE DOOR ON THE ODD COUPLE.
WHAT ABOUT HIS ULCER?
THAT'S MY BOXING TROPHY I WON IN THE NAVY.
FIVE FIGHTS AND FIVE KNOCKOUTS.
AIN'T NO SENSE CLUTTERING UP THE HOUSE WITH THAT.
HELLO. OH, HI, MR. BENTLEY. COME IN.
AFTER ALL, THERE'S NOTHING LIKE THE FOOD MAMA USED TO COOK.
IT AIN'T FAIR. I MEAN, ALL THOSE YEARS EATING NOTHING BUT JUNK FOOD,
YOU'RE WELCOME.
HELLO? WHO?
NOW JUST HUSH UP AND LET ME SAY MY PEACE, OKAY?
NO. I'M NOT GETTING INTO THE SAME ELEVATOR WITH SOMEBODY WHO THINKS I'M NUTS.
I KNOW THAT.
WELL, I DON'T KNOW. THAT DEPENDS ON WHAT KIND OF STRESS.
I'M GONNA KISS YOU AND HUG YOU, THEN I'M GONNA GRAB YOU BY THE HAIR...
WELL, I'M SORRY YOU'RE NOT FEELING BETTER, MR. JEFFERSON. WHAT IS IT, A TOUCH OF FLU?
♪ WELL, WE'RE MOVIN' ON UP ♪ ♪ MOVIN' ON UP ♪
MAYBE SHE'S TRYING TO TELL US SOMETHING.
OH, YOU'RE TRYING TO SAY MAMA DID IT ON PURPOSE, HUH?
YOU GOT TO PROMISE NOT TO THROW YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND SAY "OH, MY GOD!" OKAY?
AN ULCER? SHH! NOBODY'S SUPPOSED TO KNOW IT.
YOUR MOTHER.
GET THAT FOR ME, WILL YOU, SON?
WOULD YOU LIKE TO TAKE SOME WARM MILK WITH YOU?
ON TOP OF THAT, HE HATED HIS BUSINESS.
♪ TO A DELUXE APARTMENT IN THE SKY ♪
YOU MUST TRY TO PROTECT HIM FROM ANYONE OR ANYTHING THAT CAUSES HIM AGGRAVATION.