Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What? - You think that?
- It's okay, I'm supposed to be home. - No, no, no.
Sorry.
Well, no, I told her I'm a psychiatrist. I can't lie, Roy.
Can I add an access signature to my account?
Well, a lot of these whack jobs...
I just went out. I went to the arcade. It's like a half a mile away.
We could train it.
- Big night planned. - Oh, it's not for me.
Well, you know, it was a little... It made me feel... I was a little...
Pygmies!
Seven hundred dollars.
She went back to her mom's.
- You don't want something? - I gotta fly in two hours.
If buffering were in human form
Okay.
I forgot to pay for a pack of gum once. That's it.
I know, I know. Listen to me. Listen, I know, I know.
Morning.
Hey, Roy, pick it up.
Hiya.
With a woman? A long time ago.
She's not here, is she?
Will you try? Please?
- Holy shit! - Holy moly! Six hundred dollars!
- You got food... - What?
...and your signature down below.
If he is at all.
I'd just like to be able to take a girl someplace nice once in a while.
It's okay. I used to do it too.
Turn it off.
Makes you look grown-up.
That's how I left. I didn't have keys to lock the door.
Angela!
- Hi. - Hi.
Hey, airport bartender!
Hello, Roy.
Congratulations. Which prize are you hoping for?
He said they were new. Pref ex something-or-other.
Looked at your picture, see if I got your nose, your eyes.
- Ten years? - Keep going, man.
Wipe the receiver. Just wipe it off.
- Hey, Kate! Can I get a beer? A Heinie? - Sure.
You got money. You can retire. I got car payments, man.
The government is gonna make you pay a tax on the prize.
- Yeah. - Just kidding.
Monday.
You sure? You've got a lot.
I wasn't sober a lot then.
I can't do this. There's no time. I can't even take you home.
- How are you? - I'm doing all right.
What are you gonna do?
Okay. Okay. All right? I'm sorry. It's just...
It's easier if I show you.
- Bob, good to see you! - Arden, hope I didn't keep you.
He, if he's a he, would be how old now?
- You have any more L-47s? - Yeah, maybe in the car.
- Because you don't need medication. - Look at me, I'm a mess.
- You feel better? - A little.
Well, you'd have to ask her that.
- I wasn't kicking you out. - I won't stay where I'm not wanted!
Where did he go? Okay, look, look.
What? Oh-oh.
- That's a gentlemen's... - I know what it is.
Alas, the print we took off your .38 was just a little small.
- Would you like some water? - Everything's fine.
It's not that I don't want him to see...
Sorry.
- And the baby? - If there's a baby.
...and I've got a partner and I've got things a certain way, and that's it!
I'd like to play this for the drawing on the 22nd.
Roy? Why did Mom leave you?
I really liked it.
Or over there, if you prefer. Or the couch.
- Pass code? - They'll search you on your way out.
I'd never find a better partner, and now I won't have to.
- Any luck? - Four out of five. Can you believe that?
Tell Angela the pass code, and then you tell her to write it down.
Well, I don't think you're a bad guy.
That refers to testimony based on confidential information.
That is wrong what you did, and...
- I can get you one. - Let's go!
...if I let you get away with this. Let's go!
Taxi!
That's gonna be a little harder for me, but I'll manage.
- Get down! - My money!
- For your home? - For my secretary's office.
You don't want me going home to Mom thinking she was right all along! Stop!
- Frank. - Where do you want to meet?
Your mug shot doesn't do you justice. You wanna sit down?
...before you make your first payment. First let's have the money you took.
And your personal relationships?
- Why did you? - Angie, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
So, you know, I think it'd be better...
Did you see that old chick at the bar with the makeup?
How is she?
Yeah, three weeks ago.
You didn't take it.