Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- My men are searching the place now... - No.
- Siskel. - [Woman] Honey, when are you coming home?
Did you ever pass by the Seventeenth Hole? It's like a urinal with windows.
And from there he was taking a private plane to Vancouver.
You don't have the balls.
So do you think we should go untie everybody?
You know something? You are a piece of work, pal.
Don't start running, kid. Once you start, you never stop. Believe me.
He's the world beyond our problems, which is now our problem.
Listen. About the restaurant, I didn't say...
Doctor... Wong.
the truth is, um, we haven't had sex in quite a while.
wondering if I'm gonna get busted or not and you've been fuckin' dating?
He Doesn't See Where He's Responsible!
Just behave and pay attention, or I take your son with me.
The lights are on. They know we're in here.
- Me? - Yes, you did. You did.
- ♪ A turkey and some mistletoe ♪ - Lloyd?
Yes! So you are a liar. End of story.
Do I want it?
- Wait a second. You're the guy who... - Shut up!
- You made a noise. I was distracted. - He was distracted.
Play catch, pal? Huh?
Are there any sexual problems in the marriage?
- Don't move. Don't talk. This is a gun in your back. - [Gasps, Drops Groceries]
You were.
- It's Connie. Listen, we got a little held up. - Oh, hi.
You see, Dr. Wong, you can use any treatment you like...
- Is he here yet? - Gary.
No, no. You said it as if it weren't true...
and the other one, the other one... he just gives up.
- Last check. Three or four minutes away. - Proceed to the next house.
That's why I said you can say it.
- And I said, Absolutely not. - [Connie] I'm sorry...
I'd love to run around taking classes and playing with my inner-selfness.
for answering the call of duty...
Lloyd, why don't you eat me
- Well, my mother was Irish. - And your father?
All right, get in the car!
- Should we watch it again? - I think we should just wait 'til Huff gets back.
Mackerel Lounge. Herbie speaking.
No.! It's this one.
- Do you think he cares if you work for your mother? - Hey! Hey! Hey!
Who cares. My forehead is blistering.
He started an escort service for the football team, and he gave out my mother's phone number.
I F*CKIN' HATE HER, LLOYD.
- ♪ [Horns] - [Ringing Continues]
Ya got a pen? Write this number down.
For what?
What do we tell him about us?
we're still missing it from the lawn Nativity scene from last year.
[Radio] Authorities have speculated that the thief may still be in the area.
NO DAVID COMISH, DON'T DON'T EAT THE FOOD, IT IS LACED WITH CYANIDE!!!!!!!
Lloyd, you animal.
Go get them yourself. He's not your errand boy!
What did you have to do for it, dress his wounds?
We get the money back from the fence...
Just sit down and give these people...
One of you will speak while the other really just...
- You have not defended me once this entire evening! - Tell her to sit down.
- It'll be more festive. - [Laughing]
- Are you guys working tonight? - Mm-hmm.
We were smoking a joint and listening to Al Green.
[Radio] Cloudy skies, drizzle...
- She could have been wrapping presents. - What is this, a lying seminar?
- Doesn't mean I'm giving up on it. - Caroline...
It's not me, Mom. It's Caroline.
Caroline and Lloyd Chasseur. What's your name?
♪ The sad, sad news ♪
[Mother] Where I was born, Dr. Wong...
Now shut the fuck up.
- I don't inhale. - You are such a liar. I don't believe it.
[Mother] And why not? He was very upset...
Yeah, we walk around on tiptoes because...
Then don’t play it.
Why don't you just give yourself up?
- Don't say anything to me. Okay? Understand? - [Murray] Gussie?
She's a little nervous about the dinner.
[growling continues]
Hey, George! The curfew! Go home! Get off the streets!
Where'd you get the money for a limo?
[Woman] Are you crazy?
Everything's gonna be A-okay.
Because, uh, when one is constructing...
- What's that, Aunt Caroline? - It's an orange...
- [Horns Honking] - Move up!
Because you didn't know what to do. You were confused.
I'll save you the trouble. Your present is a giant, fuckin' cannon, okay?
- I mean, it's not like you killed anyone. - Kinda silly, ain't it?
- Well, hon, he is a doctor. - [Laughing]