Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What do you want me to do, give all my money to some toll jockey?

Chase Utley and Ryan Howard of the Philadelphia Phillies.

- Baby! - Oh, whew! God!

Just open the slot and put whatever you want inside.

I want to bash you, bunny.

I know, it feels like we're walking a lot here, bunny.

Oh, no, they don't. Young ladies do though.

Shoot, hell, maybe I knew I wanted it when I-I gave you the ride.

Must be hot, huh? Oh! Hey, you! Mr. Hottie!

- You run a bar? Oh, I'm sure you do. - Yeah.

- Oh! - Really? You guys gonna go?

Good night, sweet Prince

- Who wears a plastic suit? - I don't know, Frank.

# Had a few drinks #

Then I'll just suck all the life out of it and then twist your neck and -

- Good, good. - Uh, Mr. Reynolds, there's one more thing.

- I feel like they're not coming back for us. - They're coming back, okay?

- Get off me though, for real. - Okay.

But that's not the point. What do you see there?

Shit! How'd you do that?

Why is that weird? That makes perfect sense.

This is why I don't leave Philly. You leave Philly, and bad shit happens.

How's about we slip into a room and you both split me in two like a wishbone?

I gotta eat pretty soon. I'm starting to get woozy.