Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-I'm not taking the job. -What? Why not?
Felix, we need your help, and if you succeed...
No one takes the time to build things that have character and dignity.
You know, Mr. Richards told me to keep an eye on you, but...
-You've gotta help me. -Of course.
But seeing you, let's just say it, I'm dirt.
Yes, girl.
...they just open you up and suck those fat cells out of there.
I think--
He wasn't very interested in me.
-I want to fly. -Sure.
Move!
...if someone were willing to rub it on.
You need to put him and this whole nasty affair out of your mind.
Looks fine to me. What time do we open?
It's a skosh crooked.
Nothing could ever be better than being here with you.
You're right.
You know, it really wasn't that great.
Yeah, I know I was always different.
-They want me? -We want you.
Roger. Over and out.
Yeah.
I've had just about every job there is.
I got it!
That's the dress I should wear in the window.
I call him that because he likes to draw...
In that case , I’m a dream that once was ..
Switcher!
By having a night of distasteable sex...
I've got sunshine
Yes, B.J....
Greta Garbo used to get her makeup right over there.
Fool.
I did it! I flew!
Prince and Company is going through the roof!
Yes, sir. His M.O. Would you like that in a written report?
It's all going according to plan. It's like a ghost ship around here.
This is really interesting.
Security alert! Man in leather jacket!
B.J., she's here.
Come on.
Maybe.
This is what being a man is all about, honey.
It was interesting.
There he is!
Come on! Get....
We have extremely incriminating photos...
You think we should name our first kid Pinocchio?
He'll be doing windows at night.
I'm sorry, but you know us special people...
He's worked at Prince and Company for 15 years.
...Ema Hesire...
That's the sweetest sentiment these ears have ever heard.
I knew this would happen for you.
Don't say nothing. It's cool.
Roxie, you're fired! You'll never work in this town again!
The bum.
Mine Is bigger than yours
Wait!
What was that?
It's a miracle!
O ye of little faith.
There you go.
-It's like you and women's dressing rooms. -No, that was a misunderstanding.
I have just the job for you.
You're an artiste, and that's the way you work.
I can't do it.
Absolutely. You've been cooped up in that store too long.
Don't worry, Mr. Richards, I'm an expert at surveillance.
I'm alive.
...film at 11:00. Yes, my dear...
Drive fast before I have second thoughts!
Get my clothes?
I really flew!
But no reason why hedges can't become art.