Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- That bad? - Yeah.
Hey, Chuck, I didn't know you were here.
I didn't.
Maybe.
Roy?
- At today's exchange rate you made... - $2567. Looked it up on the Internet.
- Isn't that right, Frank? - Right.
It's usually stealing from people who don't deserve it.
We should at least see if it hit.
Come on, pick it up. I know it's tough, but come on.
One, two, three.
When I leave, I'll take my new gym bag.
Those pills working?
All we need is the name of your bank...
I spilled them down the drain by accident.
- Does it turn you on? - No, it does not turn me on. Stop.
You gotta make it to spend it.
Yeah, homeless Ernie.
- Chucky, baby, give me some sugar. - Yeah.
How much you think we can take that guy for?
The second you left the place, he was off his barstool. He's in.
Just get out of the car. Let's go. Come on. Go!
They bait you with something bogus, then sell you something worthless.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, pal!
Well, actually, are you at his office now?
So it's 543N7542.
Wait, wait, wait. My girlfriend knows a bit better than I do what we need.
- You stinking little runt! - Roll up the window!
That's terrific. That's great.
- Let me see it. - Thank you.
Roy, I don't prescribe medicine unless I've chatted with the patient.
Hope she's not on my flight.
I'm not very good at being a dad. Okay? You know? All right?
She's a cute one.
Believe me, it's no fun doing what I do.
You're getting in the way, okay?
- She said she was gonna call the police. - Oh, God. Oh, God.
- How? - What if he goes to the cops?
Yeah, I left my wallet in the car.
I'm taking them off.
But the thing is, my secretary is having a baby this afternoon.
Is it a job?
You look white as a ghost, Roy. I don't want you to pass out...
Three hundred dollars.
- What, if I wasn't an antiques broker? - If you weren't a criminal.
Okay. Windows are closed. Windows are closed.
A lot of the time, I feel sick about it.
I mean it.
- Hey, come on. - One, two, three.
In this situation, it's very important to remain calm.
- ...cashed your check in Nevada. - Sign there. You can date it.
Jesus, Carolyn.
I think we should go with the dark because of the dog.
Just don't say it.
- Whose is it? - No one's.
What's wrong?
...you're a Nosy Parker, and...
And that if I bought one of their filtration things, I wouldn't have to pay the tax.
Agreed. But you weren't a mess last week, and you weren't on...
Come on, remnants are in the back of the store.
...Prefexall then either.
Spicy calamari?
Everyone at the office is about to head to the hospital.
She didn't understand it might help with your therapy.
You told her I was in therapy.
Irene Fisk. She wants to talk to her husband first.
- I'll do it. - The 2.
I made you eggs.
- Would you like a booth? - No, thanks. I'll be fine.
Three hundred thousand?
That sort of thing.
...you have to create a value for something which really isn't there.
- You don't seem like a bad guy. - That's what makes me good at it.
For God's sake, make sure the person you're conning isn't conning you.
Yesterday's drawing. That looks like the second.
Oh, is that right? Is that right?
If I had anything to do over again, I would've worked harder in school.
Trust me, they're not so difficult, kids.
So you just sit tight, honey.
And just in case, take this, will you?
- Four thousand, maybe. - Where?
- Let's see. There it is. Okay, ready? - Yeah.
Mmm.
...just to find out, you know...
Beer. Uh...
It's been counted?
- Well, there's one last thing. - What?