Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna start making some rules.

- Stop that. - We'll see you tomorrow, son.

- Well, I'll give you 60 for it. - Eighty.

- Can we see him? - I made a deal, we can see him now...

You don't think I wanna get up and catch...

...but we're gonna have to go home after.

Um, excuse me, Mrs. Smith?

Carlton. Whoa, man. What, do you think it's that easy to just shoot somebody?

- Would you like me to read the card? - No, I'll thank Jazz later.

All right, let's lighten the load a little.

I did? I was just trying to get the hell out the way.

It's after midnight. I don't need something to happen to you.

Just think, I moved out here from Philly because we thought it was too dangerous.

[IMITATES DEE] Oh, Dwayne, Rerun ate my mama's cake.

Always know what to do, always know what to say.

However, I will be doing my banking by mail from now on.

I'm all grown up, Dad.