Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You got your hat. Get your coat.

How we know it ain't? How we know it is?

♪ Good Times Good Times ♪

Toulouse-Lautrec was 18 when he left home.

♪ Anytime you're out from under ♪

and he blew everything:

Daddy, the horse lost, huh?

Well, there was 80,000 at Soldier's Field

Uh... to whom it may concern?

now he's going to come up with a 20-year-old excuse.

Hey, Mr. Jackson.

Anyway, you're going to him pretty soon,

Well, too bad, Junior.

No, I don't mean that kind of noise.

Baby, how do you answer "I'm sorry?"

I could bring the radio up.

You can't get nothing done in this town!

Sure does seem funny

What you doing here, woman?

Now, can we eat, please,

Now, you stay out of this, woman.

who fathered this magnificent talent, my dad.

And I'd like to express myself

I don't want to talk about it.

It can't be the same one.

The only man I ever trusted to go into business with,

you pray for him,

Hey, Rembrandt?

I'm going back to sleep.

and divine inspiration when he sees it

All this quiet is disturbing my concentration.