Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, Jerry. You know, your friend here is a real piece of work!
like you didn't call me a phony!
But-But they were in this really- Like a souped-up car, you know?
- I won't go if Jerry's not. - Why won't you go if I go?
...that's my business.
I meant it in a complimentary way.
Yeah. I'm fine.
I wish you could make a living parallel parking.
They take it down another 15 percent.
Are you gonna move the car?
Well, what for?
- No. Don't, Jerry. - Like you didn't call me a phoney!
Why'd they go there?
I go in front-first all the time.
- Jerk. - You're not?
- Beautiful. - You just passed it, see?
And you know I'm somebody you don't wanna have on your bad side.
The point is, I was here first.
When do you ever have 10 car lengths?
Nope. I don't think so.
It's like musical chairs, except everybody sat down around 1964.
Will you come on down? This guy's in my space!
By the way, the car hit a pothole, and now it's making a clanking noise.
...in front of the door, then I slowly expand out in concentric circles.
Why do you find it so hard to believe?
I'm making a stand here. I'm saying no to headfirst parking!
I thought you said you were a good driver.
- Can I try it on? - No! It wouldn't fit you.
I didn't even know you were parking. You were just sitting there.
You'll think of something. Just break it to him gently.
You gotta put some beg into it.
All right, you move your car. It's his space. You can't go in headfirst.
By the way, thanks for inviting me to the flea market.
- What? - Yeah. Jerry, he told me all about it.