Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I had a nice time, a nice night.
She's gonna shop around, call other agencies, check prices.
A nice view of me.
He also thought my name was Richard, Richard Addison.
-What is this all about? -You got me.
Then I rolled in it and put it in these little stacks...
...and you round up that money.
-I know you're depressed. It's normal. -Why am I living this life?
One you knew about and one you didn't, all right?
-Sorry. -Sorry.
I noticed.
Yes? For Mr. Addison. It's his brother?
-So you two are really brothers. -Yeah.
She's at her house.
There was no one on the phone, David.
That was an inquiry.
-Any calls? -Calls?
Richard, I have a terrible confession to make.
A guy I never met before just tried to give me a home perm in the bathroom.
Just like old times, huh, bro?
-Either. -Both are true.
I don't know whether to believe you or not.
-I understand. -You get busy...
How much you got?
Took off safely.
And I haven't had a chance to sample it yet.
C, Manfred? D, Reckless? Or E, Mr. Peabody?
Ain't no other, brother. We're KRKD, your radio station.
You repay that part and the police will understand.
Step back, Maddie!
I want my money. How much of it do you have?
-Mr. Addison-- -We're in the toilet. Call me Dave.
You!
Perhaps you or Mr. lacocca would like to speak to her yourselves.
I've been here as long as you have. There's only one bank account.
You think going to California was gonna make a difference?
-You're shook, aren't you? -What?
-We're gonna have to call the police. -She's right, Richie.
-Gosh. -She's a hell of an order, Dave.
They knew my brother was on the flight.
...but they will. We work out the kinks...
You too. Bye-bye.