Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, Pop, I'm going to work now.

You hear that, Elizabeth?

You guys figure it out, and I'll see you later.

You got a Baby Ruth on you?

Yeah, and keep you away from doing your work.

- Cool. - Cool!

All you do is use your thumb. Now, watch my thumb.

- That's a 21-inch screen, isn't it? - That's right.

I'll bet you he's listening to us out here.

Mr. Sanford's son is here.

- A what? - A car. A little convertible.

- Are you his sole support? - Yes.

He's a gambler and a hustler and a thief.

I don't know how you could go on living with somebody like me.

We could afford it if you hadn't bought that car.

I'd rather be over there sitting between two ugly people watching television...

- You'll be able to ride in it. - Let the wind blow through my scalp.

How would you explain a man walking the streets like that all night?

- Can't you turn the sound up? - It's up as high as it'll go now.

- Well, he's coming along. - What's the matter with him?

- You always think about yourself. - What are you talking about, Pop?

Try and remember. You see, me and you, we have a business together.