Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mustaches, mustaches.
F in geometry. Now, what the hell's so subjective about that?
Look, I don't know what time-
...but if you must wear something, it should be the best.
Two-hour appointment with Dr. Palmer this morning. House call. Right?
What's the story with the coat here?
- See, I don't know what to do. - I do. Move your butt.
I know the wrapping's a little primitive, but it's nice. Go ahead, open it.
You're a terrific person.
Great. Great, you know, until recently.
Intruder alert! Trespasser!
So? What's going on?
Oh, I thought you had the afternoon off!
Well, less expenses, which is...
You know.
A lot of these girls you've been seeing, they've got boyfriends, don't they?
- I don't know. We had a fight. - About me?
- Yeah? - Back at school.
- Husbands. - Me too.
In Costa Mesa?
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
Don't move. My lip is caught in the zipper.
- Sal said I didn't have to wear it. - Sal.
Of course you would.
Four of them scheduled deliveries for later this week!
See, I'm the only driver right now. Well, thanks. Will I-?
I cannot believe Alex would do this to me.
Now, you could just snap your fingers and get any guy you wanted.
Joyce, I'm not making this up. I have pains in my chest.
But I cannot lie to you, my darling.
But it is all broken. The tip will be very small.
The first Bodek to graduate from college.
But I still love you.
I don't want to break up with you. Look, I got you a present.
That's good.
You son of a bitch!
We really need to talk, son.
To check on the last-minute details. You know how she gets!
Oh, God, it's all my fault.
It's not good to tell him I'm living with a girl.
Like extra anchovies on that?
Come on, Jen, my dad's coming. Look, at least let me get my stuff.
Oh, excuse me. I'm Randy's dad. Nice to meet you.
All right! Outside! Outside!
Look, it's just been one giant mistake.
Alex?
Don't take it so personally.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I'm sorry.
- ... would you give it to me? - Yes.
Looks brand-new to me.
- Maybe I better give you a hand. - No, no, that's not- Okay, yeah.
What is that? A prescription?
Very private.
I've got three charges for deliveries from someplace called Señor Pizza.
Oh, no.
Oh, my God. You're not?
That's...
Take me.
- I love her. - What did you say?
I don't believe this.
Hey!
Bad boy! Bad boy!
No problem.
Charged to Señor Pizza. The bridge club ordered in.
My wife's having an affair.
Yeah.
Something was up when I saw those old records out.
I'm talking to him.
Randy?
You have been porking my wife!
Where is she? What did she say?
And why don't you ever stand up for me?
...to a stag party in Costa Mesa.
My anniversary party. Oh, Joe's already there.
- Go away. Go away! Go away! - Joe.