Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Three hundred meters to the curve.

An automobile-train collision three miles north of here.

Are you sure you're not becoming a bit of a snob?

Michael, I'd prefer you park me in a lot next time.

Move over. No, no, contrast, darling. I need contrast.

No, I'll take a rain check.

I merely computed her exact weight and advised her of it.

You mind if I use the phone, Michael? Go ahead.

[Debra laughing]

Let's have a drink on it.

I'm convinced I'll be the next target for his mobile assassin.

Well, don't say I didn't warn you.

a piece of rented equipment. You understand that?

Oh, it's back, perfect. Black on black, a single strand of pearls!

You had guts and a talent and I bet on it.

I'll buy it. Put a number on it.

ls that so? Yeah, that is so.

Be serious. I'm always good, Michael. You know that.

What the.... Hey!

Yeah, maybe not by the book, but I think it will work.

I told you, he probably has a cold. Now will you get back up on the hood...

Then this M.O. fits the other accidents.

Lewis, I'm serious.

I have some evidence...

Point is, he ain't one of us.

When cash gets tough, I front them money on their accounts receivable.

Thank me? Michael, you're crazy.

[people chattering]

Did I commit a faux pas, as the French would say?

To your health and your tan.

You're not behind the wheel of a car now.

Well, that's not important now.

All right, tap into your data banks. We've got to narrow down the field.

Okay, now eliminate the ones in business over two years.

Where's that killer car? Long gone, I'm afraid.

Grebs decides to make the trade his own backyard and everybody rolls over.

Michael, I wish you had checked with me first.

Listen, you really didn't have to drive me back.

Oh, sorry, Michael. Sorry. That's all right.

You've been rather difficult to reach lately, particularly last night.

No, I'll take a rain check.

[tires screeching]

play deaf and be beautiful for me.

[car approaching]