Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I sure love that man.

Both of them beautiful Bradley girls have promised to marry me.

Here, here, help yourself to stamps.

Yeah, they know us big Hollywood producers has always got lots of wives.

Well, good morning, Chief.

Ah, this is from Sam, that romantic devil.

Yes, they wanted to give me a

Said, California's the place you ought to be.

Come, take a look.

Oh, no, he ain't.

I think Sam's building up to a proposal.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Say, you seen anything of Duke?

And here, while you were flogging the mutineers, they sent up this beautiful gift.

Do you remember the question you asked me?

Maybe you ought to keep Sam's picture in a lard can.

Oh, come in, come in.

No, ma'am, but I was there when the flash powder went off.

Read it for yourself.

He proposed... He didn't propose.

So, let's just see how he gets out of this mess.

I think that goes with the next line.

The teller's downstairs asked me to give it to you.

Go ram your hand down his throat and fetch it out of his stomach for me.

Maybe Ellen can get him to cough it up.

Oh, we're pals, buddies.

What do you know?

I gotta remove a letter out of his stomach.

Give me my letter.