Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We started off together...
Floyd? Any sign of them yet?
...but you'd have just screwed this up somehow.
Come on, move it. Come on.
That's right.
- Will you quit that...? - I'm not leaving till I get those photos!
If you think I'm through being mad about Renee...
Vernon, I think there's something you should know.
- What colour neon? - Royal blue.
You and me are gonna have a talk later on, you hear?
Oh, boy.
So can I have my money today? Please?
...with a man on account of his looks.
When you do tie the knot with Renee...
Well, that's all right.
- Hon, that man is your husband. - Ex-husband.
You know what kind of trouble that we can get in...?
Damn it, that was nothing but business back there.
Vernon.
I guess this just ain't your day, is it, cousin?
Yeah.
You hold down the fort. I'll be right back.
If you hadn't been so busy with that nymphomaniac...
Slow down.
...go out there and pick him up.
You hit the nail on the head. Listen to...
- Who? - Miss Low-Rent Lust back there.
Dead?
Damn. You wait in the back. Don't come out till I holler.
You mean, "dead" dead?
...I repeat, not tolerate any handling of snakes on this premises.
- Which one of y'all wants to go first? - Hold on, Mountain.
Oh, Mr. Schmidt? He said no.
...a radio and air conditioner?
He is the daddy.
I'm supposed to be able to call my lawyer.
No way. No way, Jose.
- Where's my damn nightgown? - This poor man's been traipsing...
- You the janitor? - Yeah. What's the problem?
Don't worry, darling. I'm on a roll.
I'm sorry about that.
...you could be a hell of a lot more help sometimes.
I wanna talk to that son of a bitch over there.
A raise?
Tell you what. You let me have the rest of those maps...
...but I did give them more credit than that.