Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, mein Gods.
Peaches and cream! Why do I always wake up feeling hungover?
Yeah, it doesn't matter how you treat people...
Oh, hey, Sidney. What do you want? Make it quick. I got my girls this weekend.
Lonesome glove, why can I never find your mate?
and he's a Fig Newton of someone's imagination. [Crying]
- [Gasps] Blasphemy! - Cut the act, Huffman.
Sorry, Syd. You're a good egg, and that cramps my style.
No, I would have remembered getting a sloppily written thank-you note.
I need to know some of Sydney's favorite words.
You're just an extension of me.
[Sydney's Voice] What? You spent 700 bucks just to steal $ 10 gloves?
- You're fired! - [Sobbing]
I'll tell you what I think. I think you hide behind all these disguises...
Your mannish fingers just hit the wrong buttons.
Judy Is Always In Trouble
Marry you? I never want to see you again, let alone marry you!
[Laughs]
It's like you want to be kicked out of this family.
Yes, we all wear metaphorical masks to hide our true selves in an impersonal modern society.
[Beeping]
REWRITING GOD'S WORD FOR DISTRIBUTION TO MISLEAD OTHER FOLLOWERS OF GOD
Please, just leave me alone! [Sobbing]
I'll tell you what I think. I think you hide behind all these disguises...
Judy, remember me, the guy who ruined your life?
Of course you work at a Bible company, Sydney.
There's only... one way out of this.
Come on. The password you chose? In case you want to call off the hit?
Come out or your girlfriend gets it.
Oh, finally, we can get this all out in the open. I'll start.
And I probably charged it to me.
Hate is a strong word. And accurate.
Lonesome glove, why can I never find your mate?
Please, God, let their mannequins have nipples, but not heads.
Roger Smith, Sydney Huffman hired me to kill you.
Come out or your girlfriend gets it.
Time to buck up and find a new job.
Using the credit card that started it all to help me end it all.
Thank you for choosing AT&T.
But I'm sure you're fine.
The spell is broken.
It was two months ago and I was coming home...
Oh, my God!
- But what I need to know is- - [Door Opens]
And call off the hit.
Starring charles bronson.
Oh, raspberry Mary, mother of jams!
Share, Jedediah. And, you, I don't know but welcome.
Hate is a strong word. And accurate.
Judy, you idiot! You left the case open and a pair of gloves are gone.
Oh, good. You can tell me the password so I can call off the hit.