Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sure.
(croupier) Faites vos jeu—Ö!
Hey, I almost forgot somebody!
If I do decide to take this case, you must pay the fee directly to me.
- Well, surely someone can help you? - Oh, yeah. There is, but...
I'm about to win the bet and she says "Close the drapes." I close the drapes.
A woman like Janet would never give herself to a man like you.
But I want you to know...
- I got time. - Why should I help you?
How about... this?!
So here we are.
- Numb. - Oh, my God.
What is it
The bet's off. She hasn't got the money.
- A completely new bet. - Yes, well, think of one.
You actually believe that?
We made love and...
...that you have saved the life of a wonderful person.
All right. How much do you want?
Oh, no! Oh, no!
Now, you were saying. You don't think the poor should be allowed in museums?
(gasps)
I'd like to come upstairs, too.
UH HUH?
(chuckles) Thank you.
Hmmmm
Oh, I'm sorry.
JORDAN ACREMENT….? Yes! Yes! We’re like this!
Steal her money? I didn't! She stole from me.
It's true that is a sculpture of a naked woman, and I can appreciate that.
- All right. I will. - Thank you.
May I talk to you, please?
Then she says, "Would you mind taking a shower?"
If we take her for everything, she still ends up with a very nice mink.
Lawrence Fells. Lawrence Jesterton.
- You won't disappoint me? - No, I won't disappoint you.
Freddy. This is really very serious.
- No, Madame. - But you called him "Your Highness."
who's filling in for julie white? glynn white.
Really?
It took longer than I thought it would to raise the money.
Hi.
- Me either. - Could you close the drapes?
I feel good about it.
Monsieur!
- Can you get it? - I have it at home.
I've got culture coming out of my ass.
All right, everybody get on up to the house for a drink.
Sept rouge, inpair et manque!
I wish you hadn't written these things about me.
Stand up and walk to me. Please, Freddy, just try!
Thank you.
So I went back to the studio...
What do you mean?
- All right. I'll see him. - That's wonderful!
I needed a decoy. This idiot was sharing my compartment.
Freddy Benson.
Oklahoma
- We're getting off, right? - Uh...
One of my former patients.
(Freddy whimpers)
I wanna see just how far I can go!
- And you are? - Lawrence Jamieson.
(gasps)
Oh god! They’re dancing!
you promise never to come back to Beaumont-sur-Mer again.
Wish me luck!
All right.
Oh, not long. But long enough. It is a disaster.
(Freddy) So, uh... what are you gonna do now?
That he pretended this whole thing just to get to me and my money.
(chuckles)
- And? - And...
There's a little town there, supposed to be crawling with rich women.
It's late.
(Janet giggles)
For five years?
Hey! Hey! Hold it! Hold it!
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- Give this man whatever he wants. - I can't let you buy me a meal!
Au revoir!
(dogs yapping)
Pretty please!
Unfortunately, Randy is a mute.
"I'm STANDING!"
Oh... right.
…snacking!
- Eat your food. - Excuse me.
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But otherwise, you have got to be joking.
Janet, you're right.