Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I need a status report. Give me a 20 for gemstone. Over.
Watergate, my ass!
They talked about hiding...
Wait, let me see.
Well, you liked Dick.
-Hi, Dad. -Hi, Georgie.
-Dean's leaving. -Jesus!
Get down off of me, Checkers.
I remember when...
We look so fantastic.
Or I'll feed you to the Chinese!
Okay, you just have to go first.
Miss Spinnler?
He's way more distinguished now.
4 years in fucking Algéria
Lang.
Sir, I have met yams with more going on upstairs
...come up in front of the class...
G. Gordon Liddy isn't going to let down the President of the United States.
Hello Dollies!
If I didn't know better, I'd say someone was looking for something.
I hate Dick!
WHO Birthday is it?
Prank phone calls?
Honey, did you leave the door open?
...in the cafeteria.
Creep list? I guess all the people on that list much be creeps.
Shit!
Therefore...
Are you sure, man? Are we sure it's over?
Right.
I honestly love you
...but not on Haldeman. My God!
... denied any participation in the Watergate burglary.
I don't think the President of the U.S....
We should bake him cookies.
Just pay off all your guys on that CREEP list.
Fine.
... that I have never, ever obstructedjustice.
The dog ate it.
I don't know. Do you think it's Dick?
That's for me to know and you to find out.
What?
-Don't answer. -We'll say names.
So you don't remember?
Hi, girls.
The President of the United States is bugging our houses...
This is fun.
No offense, but it's obvious you're being lied to.
They're like this big couch made out of skin.
Aren't you students excited...
He doesn't even look Chinese. He looks like the mailman.
Who are these little girls?
If we could get that tape....
Go on, Arlene.
Thank you, Betsy.
Hurlichman.
...a particularly incriminating tape I brought home.
Mr. President, if I may.
Well, I have...
They were there the night of the break-in.
If he says the war is over, I think you can believe him.
These are the guys that are writing all that stuff about Watergate.
Let's make Hello Dollies. It's my mom's special recipe.
Oh, my stars!
One of the mysteries of the 20th century...
Well....
I don't know what else for, so here's Arlene.
We have a piece of paper.
I'm so busy that I sometimes forget about the rest of God's creatures.
You can't have that conversation on the phone!
I love your ears. Look at the ears!
We have a mission.
Like what?