Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, losing a loved one is-
Come on, come on.
What's his problem?
Give me the cheesecake, crank me up to nine...
So where were we?
- I don't wanna see her naked. - Well, I do.
Other agents talking about me-
The picture IDs. Security guards. Signing in and out.
I don't belong to a health club. I have a limit on naked men I see in one day.
And what if they catch the person? What then? They run. It's aerobic.
Just take one rush AND END IT
All right. Anyway, I think they're real, and if they are, they are spectacular.
Why would you think on this planet that you're one of those three?
Unless someone's stretching in front of me in a leotard, then I can go an hour.
Scottoplay It's real, and it's spectacular
Something that Betsy could have and hold on to.
Like a sauna in here, huh?
Is this a big problem, people stealing exercise?
Anyway, I stood up to shake her hand and suddenly I lost my balance...
Boy, I'm getting a good sweat here. Great sweat. Good beads. Nice beads.
- Excuse me? - You double dipped the chip.
Excuse me.
Yes.
...you somehow manage to drain a little more out of the pool.
- It's a pretty girl. - Tremendous girl.
- Excuse me? - You double-dipped the chip.
- I thought you hated Los Angeles. - No, I do.
I must say, they are spectacular.
Don't be so sure. Look at George.