Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So my Johnny never had a regular job.
A lot of people don't realize that plastic surgery is not a 9-to-5 profession.
-Wait. Hey, hey. -Take it easy.
Excuse me. Forgive me.
I couldn't have done it without you.
I'm gonna call the police, I'm gonna give them the watch.
--at Mount Sinai Memorial Park.
-S0-- -Listen, bub.
Andre, whatever the problem is, I'm sure it's just some mistake.
A day? A whole day?
...but if you could all be back tomorrow at the same time....
-What did you call me? -Sissy fighter.
...and this.
Before you jump to conclusions, I want you to know...
I guess you're thinking, "She doesn't exactly look like the grieving widow."
-How? -It's like I said last night:
Is there something going on that I should know about?
I wish you could have seen yourself.
-But why? -Nothing to get upset about.
You're going to assume that she's lying to you.
--but there is a dead man in the back seat.
-Please. -I know, we were starting to hit it off.
We get the idea.
...since I was 14 years old, and there's nothing I can do about it?
Miss Hayes, you are denying any involvement in tonight's incident.
No! No!
I get it.
Very dumb.
-Right here, here we go. -People.
I know what you're thinking. And I just wanna tell you...
...what is it you wanna tell old Dave?
-...because I'm loaning you my car. -You're right.
Real men don't punch like that, they put their body into it.
I'm gonna untie you now.
Would you please stop touching me? Let go of my hand! Let--
Offers us $5000 for this watch.
-Gotta be cooties the size of oysters. -It's very sweet, but, no, thank you.
You think this is all terribly funny, don't you?
-It sure sounds like broke. -Yeah, and it's gonna feel like broke.
Yes, ma'am. Ma'am, Miss Hayes.
Even if it meant never seeing any of the money himself...
I expect all expense accounts and credit cards in the company name...
-Oh, no. -What is it?
I mean, take myself, I'm never really off duty.
-What's so funny? -You.
Maddie, que sera sera, what will be, will be.
Madelyn Hayes?
-The phone is right there. -Thank you.
-What do we do? -Beat them to the diamonds.
-Pay phone? -It's in the back.
I was gonna say, "Let's pull a couple tables together and get acquainted.”
The computer starts generating all kinds of numbers.
There's been a medical emergency, and I'm afraid I have--
Watches from all over the world.
...no knowledge of business administration...
I know this is a difficult time for you, Mrs. Kaplan.
Terrible thing, shyness. Believe me, I know, but don't worry.
Just call me a cab and I'll go get dressed.
You know, a week after he died, a guy comes to the door.
Sing louder!
Mr. Simon, whoever the hell he is, will go to the police...
Because you don't know what is and isn't true.
It's just that I haven't heard the word boyfriend since the eighth grade.
-Tons of fun. -With who, Dr. Gumby?
Hey, hey, hey, I wasn't kidding.
Like I want a blond ball of fluff following me--
You know, dance. You, me, here.
Not even the money to bury him with.
Yeah.
You know, I respect you so much for telling me that.
Peter quit early this morning. He took the car with him as security.
It's her. Look who's here. It's her.
Can I ask you something?