Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-No. We said him already. -No. The Rubber Man.

-So, how are you? -How am I?

That was so clever of you. ''Mescaline.''

And you have to do it. You have to.

You were very sure about it last weekend. It made a very strong impression.

Well, do you like it?

What a beautiful name.

You're the lowest on the totem pole here. The lowest.

-Do you think the worId is going to stop? -Yeah, I guess.

Get the hell out of here, you fucking pig!

Fucking greasehole!

Peter, Joel Reznick on 0-2.

-Did you get it out? -Let's go.

-Are you crazy? -I'm not.

...that maybe you could put somebody else on the job for a while.

...I'll get back to you just as soon as I can. Thank you.

She said she had a very bad cold.

That I have to do because you haven't done your job.

Yes, right! Peter!

Yeah, well you can forget about getting back to this girl.

Now, is that an elaborate gesture or what?

I heard you were sick.

Tell me you love me.

Fucking bastards!

Frankly, I just don't think you can help me.

I wonder what Alva's doing today.

It's inconceivable to me that you liked that.

I'm here to call a truce, man.

-See you on Tuesday. -Bye-bye.

''Why did you become a vampire?'' ''Why couldn't you be normal?''

''with soft melody

I don't save the amount I put in the other account.

It is a very fat file and nothing is in order and it will take hours.

Yes, very real love.

I kept telling myseIf, ''I'll wake her up after I do this or this little step....''

Sometimes somebody puts a document in the wrong file, and then it's misfiled.

-Tell him I'm in a meeting. -Yes, Mr. Loew.

-It's not too late. -Too late!

...when this bat flew through the window of your apartment.

-Misfiled? -Yes, misfiled.

What is happening to me?

Goddamn you, fuck. Cocksuckers!

She took the hint. She woke up, you were fully dressed, ready to go to work.

Don't know. She don't want to get out of bed.

I'll find it for myseIf.