Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey, Bernie. How about a drink? - A little bit later.
It's hot. It's in a high-crime area. Beats living with Mom and Dad.
Bernie! How are you doing? Great place.
This is fabulous.
How would you two like to come to my house at the beach?
Yeah.
Wait. It's Monday Morning. After lunch, right?
Good! It's settled.
You have to kill them, Vito.
- Where is your house? - It's on the point, top of the dune.
Excellent.
Hey, mister, can I bury you?
My aunt is very sick.
There's no dial tone. With 97 buttons...
Okay, wise ass, do you know what side I'm supposed to pass on?
TERENCE, IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN SOME ELECTORS MAY NOT VOTE FOR TRUMP
Giving it gas.
I don't want to see you.
- Bless you, my son. - Thank you, Father.
you promised me a review on the front page of the sunday times book section!
BLESS YOU, MY SON.
in some hot police station answering questions we don't know the answers to.
Have I ever told you I never liked the name Gwen on you?
Listen to me!
Okay, Bernie.
- So you do forgive me? - No, but it was kind of funny.
That's right. But this ain't.
My secretary will write down the directions...
- Two killers. - Anybody could be the killer.
Thank you so much. This guy is like family.
Look me in the eye. $50,000.
- Good. What? - Look what I found in his pocket.
Hold it. Hold the boat.
- No. - Yeah.
Hey you!
That takes some of the romance out of it.
- Making any sense? - Yeah, he died four times.
Gwen just invited me to stay with her. What should I say?
Bernie, you lying swine.
Ever been in a lighthouse before?
- You want me to talk to her? - Yes.
Now you are wasting my time.
Waiting for that perfect opportunity to snipe
Bernie has such little time, so can you come back later?
Where is he?
You have to kill him, Vito.
- Weekends, late, and... - Why don't you show him?
But Lomax is dead. He isn't around anybody anymore.
Wait. It’s Friday. After lunch. ...Quite a bit after lunch.
- Just like last week, huh? - Come on.
Girl. Beach. Sand. Surf. Moonlight. Did you ever see Here to Eternity?
- Whatever you like. - Because I got to call the cops.
Look. We have to call the police.
when we are out, and you insist on snapping pics of every dinner course
- We'll all stay with Bernie. - Fine.
Chronicles Of Albain The Wizbury School Of Magic
Everybody parties from house to house, but they always end up here. Bye!
Butchie Wants to go to OC
Fix me a drink, will you?
Oh, yeah!
it’s because the boys are here, isn’t it?
It's locked.
And I!
- What the hell are you doing? - You can't do that.
There's another one.
Don't do this to me.
Come on.
- Larry. - What?
Here.
especially when using a fluctuating COL index to combine...
Because...
Lomax is dead, somebody is trying to kill us.
No, thanks. This is strange. Where's our host?
We have to call the police.
You dummy, why don't you watch where you are going?
- Sambuca on the rocks. - Yes, sir.
That's all right, Monroe.
Doesn't anyone realize he's dead?
- Anything broken? - Nothing's broken
Second prize in a beauty contest.
It is going to be the four "H's": hot, humid, hazy, and horrible.
Stop!
I think we are going to have some fun.
Sort of '60s style.
- don't kill them while I'm around. - Bernie, we're on the phone here.
Oh, my God. He has got a pool.
Asshole!
Obviously.
It's my turn now.
This should do it.
He better be alone.
- Play that back. - I just got it stopped.
All right. Okay.
It is Labor Day.
- Hi, guys. - Hi.
Besides, I figure I can thank Bernie tomorrow.
Let me open that for you, all right?
Run!
It’s because the boys are here, isn’t it?
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- I know it's here. - Just keep pressing those buttons.
The girl of my dreams now thinks I'm a raving lunatic.
Incidentally, you're a disgusting human being.
- I understand that, but... - Didn't I order the walnut dressing?
What I am saying is that I think there is a big future here...
I am losing him. Put him on the couch.
It’s because i’m grizz, isn’t it?
No, she couldn't have.
It's got my name on it.
- Richard? - It's for you.
You're right. I'm sorry.
Somebody tried to smoke it past the wrong guy.
Can we stay at your house until the cops come or what?
- Jesus, we gotta get rid of them. - Let's shove them in the kitchen pantry.