Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[announcer] Monte Irvin takes the plate as Chapman centers herself.

[fanfare music playing]

[Maybelle] Well, what's gonna happen now? What do we do now?

- Wait. - What?

[rhythmical music playing]

- We're getting warmer. - [Toni] You just get on out of here then.

[motorcycle revving]

♪ Oh, my darling Oh, my darling ♪♪

What's going on with him?

We could go see if nuns like snacks.

I always like to make sure that I'm seen on a man's arm.

Well, I don't think this wall can take too much more of your fastball, so, uh...

Until Mr. Baker can find an appropriate substitute...

You know, more guys are getting drafted at the factory.

[news announcer] As spring turns to summer

God, take it easy.

He is a soldier, like you.

Because I knew you'd get upset.

I just, I don't wanna hurt Jess's feelings.

- What do you need me to do? - Not here.

Me and you are gonna figure this out together, okay?

[Edgar] It all comes back to Bertie, doesn't it?

Hell he did. No, he didn't.

I'm just trying to help her out.

And he gets to come home.

Oh, my God. Max isn't bringing up baseball tonight, for once.

Can you tell me that? No. I've been through this.

- I don't wanna go, baby. - I know. I know, baby.

Good to see you.

[door opens and closes]

I'm hungry, too.

[announcer] Gonzales is all turned around.

Okay, listen. I didn't ask for this, but we have to...

Okay, remember when we first kissed?

I mean, not that Terri's bad. She's got great off-speed stuff. But...

Stop it! Enough!

He's not even clipping his toenails, and he usually loves that.

Now you're telling me that you're going to be the coach here, now?

With impeccable manners, of course.

[church bell ringing]

these gals of summer hit homeruns

- [bat hits ball] - Oh, come on!

I liked watching you break one of your rules today.

[whispering] Do people know about this place?

- We can't just keep doing the same shit. - Yeah, well, what's your idea?

to the fad that's spreading even faster than fascism. Night baseball!

and Allied bombs begin to fall over Rome,

It's just for a few days. We will all survive.

You could just put that down.

Uh, yeah, like, this system wasn't really meant to be seen by anybody else.

Carson's got a hot bat too.

These Peaches have traded their mitts for boxing gloves.