Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Which reminds me, Harry, my bill for springing you from the hoosegow.
That genius twin brother of yours, I had to cool him, Harry.
Perhaps if you removed your chapeau.
To put it pithily, this Fingers fits like a glove.
A roll undoubtedly secured from twin brother Harry's music roll factory.
I know that life's the secret of it all
Poor deluded females. Poor deluded females.
Soon we must say:
Oh, dear.
Oh.
Have a whiff of Movie Sonic's gas!
However, no time for self-congratulation.
If only there were more like her.
Um, excuse me, sir.
What's the plot? Were you going to marry me for my money?
It would all go to Aunt Harriet.
You think I'd fall for that old chestnut?
I'd say about 11 years. - Eleven years?
Holy Caruso, how?
To wit, the damage of a licensed perforating machine...
Gosh, I guess I, Dick Grayson, would inherit it.
When a man whom I know as well as I know Chandell...
Oh, if I had the wings like an angel
It was exactly the same as the Paderewski version.