Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jory. How are you?
You do absolutely nothing...
Are you kidding? Oh, yeah. It's the hottest item all summer.
He's probably some young beach-boy stud. With a name like Jason...
Stop it.
Besides, Harry never comes home. He's downtown all day. Every day.
- Don't hold dinner, I might be late. - Okay.
- What was that? - What?
Hey!
I don't want to know.
- Think that's okay? - I think like this.
- Come on. - I don't know.
Come on, Jen. Let's get out of here.
Will you-? Okay, bye. Nice meeting you.
- The guy you were with last night? - Yeah.
I see them moving around in there. Come on out, little weasel!
I'm Randy Bodek.
What are you doing up? Where's Dad?
Look, smell.
Hey, hey, come on. Calm down.
I Have Many Anchovy’s Massapequa TP flick
Believe me, I know what you're going through.
- Extra gooey. - No, extra tangy.
Says extra anchovies. Who called it in?
I thought I could.
Hey, son!
Joe! Joe! Joe!
Goodbye, Harry.
I have to go kill myself now. Excuse me.
- Nobody's going to find out. - Yeah, well.
- But I'm Tony. - You're who?
- Leave her alone! - You and me, bozo!
Oh, shit! I'm in a red zone.
- You mean, you say no to me? - Yes, I say no and goodbye.
You're bumming me out, man.
...and say we have no more anchovies.
And now...
No lip.
Look, Linda, you sure you'll be safe down here?
Let's see, 9000 plus the 400 you just made, divided by 200...
Hello?
This guy was late for work, and he sees his bus leaving the stop.
Joyce! What am I gonna do?
You know, I hope everything works out.
Why should he want to come home to this?
- I missed you. - Did you?
- Do you know what this is? - Looks-
The guys, they just pushed their way in, and-
Oh, shit. Sorry.
- We need 12 units of BHT. - And we need a bucket for the blood.
- Could you help me with this? - Sure.
Can I help you?
- Dad. Dad! - ... see you.
No.
It's all right. I'm a little rusty myself.
I'm a happily married man, Harry.
- Wilshire Motel? - Yeah, that's right. I'm sorry.
- Get off me! - We both need it.
- Your son has been porking my wife! - Mine too.
No.
One, two, three, four.
- Oh, that looks wonderful. - Think so? No, that's it.
...of course, I prefer you naked...
Honey!
- Señor Pizza. - It's about time.
Sad.
Jen, don't be so hard on yourself.
- Please sit down. - Yes, definitely.
Bad dude! Bad dude!
Have you been upset or had emotional problems lately?
555-8411.
- I thought you were gay! - No!
- No! - Yes.
What happened to the wife?
He does not have a clue what he's doing there!
I'll have a Taco Macho.
Oh, like who?
- What's this? - A guy shows up at the door...