Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's why I want you to use this stripper... a narcoleptic, believe it or not.

Are you kidding? When I get out of here...

I guess I just had to find out for myself.

Well, fine, Lindsay. That's fine.

Can you be my best man?

Ira, take my honeymoon tickets. Get out of the country. Save yourself.

Lindsay and I have hit a bit of a rough patch.

Good lord it is sweltering in here

and solving all your problems for you doesn't qualify me as your best man.

I just want to be a family again.

Oh, that's right. You hated fishing.

The company was corrupt. Look what he's trying to do to us.

Uh, no. I'm gonna go fishing with my son here. We're gonna go have some fun.

- This is like the bayou in here. - I tried to tell you that.

I know my body.

I don't want to blame it all on 9/11...

- Oh, no. No, no. Don't you dare, mister. - Do it. Do it.

Gob had his chance to have me there...

So, uh... You know, if you want me on wood block, I can keep perfect time.