Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I’ve used one adjective to describe myself. What is it?
Excuse me, Wayne, my sister and I were outside having a business discussion...
I'm sorry, Lucille. Yeah. Lucille.
It's a little test to get my parents to notice me.
- On a date? - Yeah.
How do you treat somebody in your own family like that...
We're just not going to do it, and that's that.
My mother is on her way up here...
Michael finally arranged a meeting with attorney WayneJarvis.
He's hiding something.
- He said that about me? - I thought it was harsh.
Do yourself a favor. Get him drunk.
I shall duck behind the couch.
call in the counsel of Barry Zuckerkorn.
I need to get the money to get your father out for the pageant.
She's always trying to get me to admit that my marriage isn't working.
Barry’s not here. Can I give her a message?
You can bet your vertigo medicine against my anxiety pills.
And George Michael was trying to pass...
Maeby, where have you been?
If she even sees you, she probably won't come in the room.
Meanwhile, Buster was trying to get George Michael...
Gonna live it up down old South America way, huh, Mikey?
- We'll talk about this money later in the week. - Excuse me.
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There are some juice glasses on the sofa table.
Listen. You're a great guy, and if she doesn't see that...
Okay. First of all... What are you doing? Pilates?
Like it all wasn't just lies to get me to pay that debt. Isn't that why you got me drunk?
- Hey, where'd your muscle suit go? - Wait. You knew?
Thanks again, Mikey.
Outside, please. Thank you. Pardon us.