Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I take it you're part owner of this whole Mr. Hooey story right?

A good film festival should be something where we all say

Golly, I guess I don't know my own strength.

Oh ohoh! He's dead! Mr. Hankey's dead!

Aww not this again. Behold, Mr. Hankey!

Dude, no one even listened to me. Well, it does sound like a pretty sweet movie.

Can't believe I got sent to the principal's office because of your stupid girlfriend.

No dude, independent films are those black and white hippy movies.

Can they do that? They're Hollywood, they can do anything.

Well you're not gonna last down here either Mr. Hankey, now come on.

Right. Two million, minus your agence fee, minus your lawyer's fee,

Stan I have two tickets for the opening film at the festival.

Being a sell out is sweet, cause you make a lot of money.

Then make love to me. Right now!

Well, what is it Mr. Hankey?

Geezes, he sure ran that one into the ground.

Me me me me meh, me me meh meh.

What the hell? Mr. Garrison?

And if we can't live in quite simple peaceful mountain towns,

I I was just uh... hangin out...

These new folks in town eat nothing but cous-cous, tofu,

I can't thank you enough for tryin.