Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What was that? - Uh, don't ask.
He strikes me as a guy who just hangs out in the park.
- Ah, well, I'm glad you asked. I wrote it down somewhere.
I'm flattered you think I read.
that she wants to post.
- Oh, wow. Oh, we like him.
- Babe, that was supposed to be the gift for Maggie.
You're doing this now. I mean--
I hate the automatic locks.
[camera shutter clicks]
Maggie's literally shocked every time she sees how long my toenails are.
- Dammit - Was it an ashtray?
- I did. - You did?
- I don't know. It'd have to be the right moment, you know.
Hey, do you guys have baby pictures of Maggie I can see?
No? Then shut it down. - Oh.
but she seems to be having a great time.
JACK AND MARIA: Ohh!
- That is the nicest thing anyone has ever asked me.
- Thank you. Oh, Lou, you got me a candle.
six-two, six-three, something like that.
You, you, you think I'm crazy?
- Your feet. He means your feet. He's a podiatrist.
- What's worse than being murdered?
It's about making her birthday better with a delightfully unexpected gift.
and you're in there cutting cake?
Oh, I hate the security system.
- I have no idea how to turn that off.
You can totally surprise a psychic.