Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fellas. You saved the show, but-

Look out, here comes tomorrow

I just can't put my finger on what it is

McKinley. And gosh, when I saw you in that little club out west,

I can still hear you saying those

drinking and talking to the barmaid, and well, it's been hours.

But small enough to hide till your playin' was through

We're just tryin' to be friendly Come and watch us sing and play

You know, I wouldn't have thought it

How'd you like to be in a Broadway musical?

Never mind about that. Examine him, doctor.

I see all kinds of sorrow

But Commodore Dewitt's alive.

But is he sick?

How about you, Davy?

rye bread and some cold cuts and potato salad-

Any minute, sir. It's just being made up.

Can I have the bed by the window?

Uh, you get a chance like this but once in your life,

Words that never were true Spoken to help nobody but you

but you've got to get started,