Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What are you doing? - Hey, Doug. Got a juicer for the office.

You gonna let this person victimize you twice?

♪ Oh, it feels so good to know She waits at the end of the night ♪

"Dearest Clifford."

My client sued her former company, which she and her ex split in their settlement.

Hey, I-- I said all along you're too good for those clowns.

We could go to the office, get the pre-approval in order.

What do you think?

No, and I won't until it's rock solid. Like, offer-letter-in-hand solid.

Backwards only.

Don Clifford wants his floors clean.

I want you in my office.

There's no point in me doing this if I can't be myself.

Yeah, give me a carton.

♪ It's such a fine and natural sight ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet city woman ♪

I don't know what to say.

What? Cliff, if this is about the bagpipes--

And what's that?

And listen, I don't ever wanna hear the word "permit" again, capiche?

Yeah. My guy knows his stuff.

This is your chance to show the world that.

...then it was you, and that's not your fault.

How's that gonna happen if it wasn't his?

...with a gun to my head.

I heard that the key is you have to keep this bag inflated.

I'll spare you the gory details, but it was a deal and a half.

- Jimmy, I just said I didn't wanna know. - Hey, we need the water.

- Jimmy. - Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?

Uh, yeah, it's open.

- How much was the desk? - Seven thousand dollars.

Figure out which one you're gonna be.

- You okay? - Yeah, no.

I'd rather just have you gone.