Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, yes. A little bit.

You'll get no quarters here, Johnny.

Hold on, Dave. I'm just putting myself together.

I'm a sucker for the affairs of the heart.

Except the fact you're a smelly, homeless drunk.

It's okay. I understand.

No. Did he give you a quarter?

So anybody else? Quarter?

What, did you use a patch or something?

Don't "Max" me.

which I found and used as a pillow,

Oh, you think that?

What's that? Marry him.

You got a quarter, lady?

Johnny, what happened to you?

You really got it all going on, Johnny.

No. They don't return my calls anymore.

Funny you should ask.

or it's gonna be price-club time.

Well, anyway, I said to him, you know,

Max, you can call Security yourself.

Beth, look, it's over. It's just over, okay?

Well, I'm sorry you feel that way, Dave,

and then you dug a new deeper bottom.

I need it for the newsstand. [ALL SHOUTING]