Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Let's just get in there and change the subject. - Oh, fine.
You too. Grab a glass. Come on, come on. Grab a glass.
Life just bores the shit out of you people. I'm sorry.
in those house-to-house searches during curfew.
Listen, we'll drop you off wherever you'd like, and we won't say a word.
♪ Eternally seeking ♪
Who gives a rat's ass how I feel? Where's Gussie?
It's all finished. We have to get another bottle.
- Fuck. Christ. [Whispering] - What? Nothing.
♪ Ashes to ashes ♪
You were in Rhode Island on business.
Lloyd was working as an assistant banquet manager at the Sheraton.
I think she should stop telling it at dinner parties to all our friends.
Ugh. [Spits]
the reward is now $200,000.
Let me explain something to ya, kid.
- A videotape? Where'd he say it is? - I called state police.
is a traditional Scandinavian Christmas feast.
No. No. What are ya, nuts?
Fuck you, Lloyd. I work for a living, okay?
I'm trying to give them important information. He went to an airport in Hartford.
♪ We all must sacrifiice ♪
Which friend? Do I know him?
[Mother] I'll take it. I want to change my shoes.
- What's that smell? - Shut up!
Merry Christmas, sir.
[Lloyd] And be careful.
- State police? Is that necessary? - It would be best...
Yes, I'll talk to you later. Hello.
- I just heard it at the bar. - Fuckin'...
- [Both] No! - We'd be willing to do that.
♪ The holly bears the crown ♪
- Nobody leaves. - Yeah, he'll be right with you.
From what school are you trained, Dr. Wong? Freud?
♪ Bells will be ringing ♪
- Here, Santa! - Enough with the cookies, kids!
- I mean it! Untie my parents. - Jesse!
- Murray? - How do I know this is Gussie?
An Italian restaurant.
You groped those women didn't you Trump? Uh huh
[Footsteps]
- You'd have to be blind not to see. - All right, all right.
[Train Whistle Blowing]
It shouldn't even be counted as an affair.
each with a specific geographic location.
and sweet an-an-and patient.
- Well, I think this is sick! - Connie, honey, right now nobody cares what you think.
Oh, who the hell knows, huh? Ow!
♪ Believe it or not ♪
I'd rather be in Iraq than in this fuckin' house.
- Willard's dog. - Cannibal bit you?
♪ The other life we should have lived ♪
Well, Siskel said if we give him back the pictures he won't press charges.
♪ There'll be some whiskey and a six-pack ♪
for everything that's gone wrong in her life. In the meantime, she never finishes anything.
- [Car Doors Opening] - [Engines Starting]
♪ Nothing holds me ♪
- How about some music? - How about some Nat King Cole?
- Shut up. Drive. - My God, Carrie, are you all right?
- I can't stay here. - What am I? The fuckin' circus? Take you with me?
We've made a lot of mistakes. You got caught in the middle.
Okay, Murray? Bye-bye.
[Muffed Talking]
Probably 'cause you never worked a day in your life.
Shut up.! Don't make me nuts today.! It's Christmas.!
I might need a wheelchair, I'm telling you, kid.
I think this is it.
We have roast suckling pig...
What are we, a buck ten? You're doing blackmail on people?
I run an antique store in town. These are all from the shop.
Slipper Socks Medium!
- What'd you say? - Well, you're not going to kill an entire family.
Merry Christmas.
You... saw... the... stop... sign... didn't you, Lloyd?
- Steve.! Phil.! - Oh, merry Christmas, Gar.!
Phil needs to talk to a therapist.
You can say...
You don't understand. What am I gonna do without it?
and you can eat your own lousy cookies.
Well, it's your money, pal.
One son who can't say boo to his wife...
Shut up.
Watch it a few more times. Then I'll organize specific teams...
YARP
There's supposed to be a babyJesus in the manger...
Ah.
Can you do me a favor?
Her husband-to-be, thinking she was out ofher mind...
Okay? 555-353 7.
Why not? They are police, aren't they?
Is there something that we don't give you? What do you need all that money for?
- I fuckin' hate her, Lloyd. - I know. I know.
Excuse me.! Are there any other hostages in the house?
Gee, you know each other so well
- Caroline, let's go. - One second.
So don't hand me that it was the best of times bullshit!
- Caroline, what do you want from the marriage? - Oh, this should be good.
Why don't you call them now and get the hell out of my office?
I can't believe they're going to all this trouble for a thief.
- Listen to your father, kid. - I'm only stating the obvious.
[Tapping On Keys]
He steals appliances off of trucks.
Except that it is true, and we're not getting a divorce.
Is that what you said? Presents? I'll tell you what.
Yes. Lloyd's mother and his brother's family are coming for dinner.
[Caroline] Hi.
[Knocking] State police!
Sorry, but Grandma's eating through her gag.
They search until they find what they're looking for. It's a bad idea.
Yeah. I heard you couldn't cut it working for a living, Mr. Brooks Brothers, so...
- Aren't you coming in with me? - No, I want to listen to the news.
And I'll be suggesting at that meeting...
Kari... Chris...
Hey.! Who are you?
- My God. - Yeah.
- Go ahead, shoot her. - Shut up!
Kid, what're you doin'?