Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In the car, come on!
I ran out of eye cream.
"Good riddance," is what they said.
Um, Gwyneth Paltrow does a compost gift exchange.
That's all that I'm apparently qualified to be.
Mmm, I'm gonna say minimum wage.
- That is such good news! - (Bleep), I know!
Hey, just the man I wanna see!
For sure, thank you.
No, I did Saint-Tropez, so.
- Eye cream. - From where?
- Oh, really? Okay, interesting. - No, no, no.
And I'm trying to sell this town.
Oh darling, I'm only telling you because it's true!
He was a visionary, Johnny!
So, that guy from the other night.
Boy, we've got our work cut out for us.