Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fifty thousand dollars! I can't believe we did that.

This seemed like a fairly painless alternative.

When I was growing up, we had this great big sheepdog.

He was a professional albatross.

I've never seen a man die before.

Sorry to spoil the party.

I bet you I can act like a mature adult for two weeks.

Again with the employees? Mad, they love me.

What hurts most is that you are the same person you were...

I'd like it very much if you would leave now.

Do you think this ruins the lining of the suit?

I mean, this man walks into this bar with a duck under his arm.

...there's an Emily Greydon here.

-David.... -Maddie, I know.

Just when you think it's awful...

They'll think it's D-day around here, damn them.

...drop money as you enter tunnel, he's at the other end."

Come on, move it, dipstick.

Grabbed a man by the lapels? It's okay, I enjoy it.

It seems so wrong. We should have told her the truth.

She's already had a few surprises.

I knew you couldn't do it.

-It will be fine. -Oh, yes, please.

You wrote those notes.

-Quarter. -You can give me the voucher later.

Those people are supposed to be working out there...

The smell of an armpit, roar of the crowd.

A hundred thousand dollars.

-What? -I'm trying to tell you...