Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-What are you doing? -What channel? What channel?
Like, I got real sick off clams when I was, like...
Oh, my God. You forgot.
So how about you pop on out, eat some lunch,
(singing in Spanish)
We got to set that woman's clocks back.
-World is our clam. -Bring it in, boys. -DEE: Oh!
-I'll be back. -Okay. -Okay.
oh, few more seconds left, guys.
Hey, why was Charlie outshining me earlier?
I'm Brittany's dad.
I gave Mac a look to let him know
-I won't let you down, Dennis. -Great. Go, go, go.
"Make the world your clam."
who will be forced to sit and just listen.
Make the call. Call the valet.
-"For me," idiot. -Uh...
-Mm. -Plus, like, they-they--
(quietly): Let's just get it over with.
I am so excited to get started.
Lunch is at noon. It's 12:30.
-Excuse me? -Oysters, obviously.
-Can we just start? -No, we can't just start, okay?
We got to get in that apartment.
The clam is fine.
-(crashing) -I just want to say thanks to the suits back there
Terry, this has been an unfortunate, uh...
I work in the security industry.
I'll get the councilwoman's keys.
-and the ordinance would pass, and it passed! -(Dennis and Charlie laugh)
All right, let's just get out there.
Uh, it was my turn to take a shit,
to get into her house, because we have me. All right?
-Really calming. -And, yeah, it's, uh...
God.
-First things first, we got to ditch Dee. -Oh, shit.
So I'm just gonna slide on in here.
You're like a... you're like a rocket ship, okay?
Steve Huffman: Hi. Did I frighten you? Sorry. Do you like hard candy? I have candies.
I can, I can... I can put another man's face on.
I heard a crinkle in his pocket
He's not really my dad, but you know.
She just went to the bathroom.
* Uh, Dee is in the house *
and now it's my turn.
and I want you to ram him, all right?
-I'm Martina Martinez. -CHARLIE: Oh, no.
Wednesdays at 10:00 on FX.
-Sounds good. That's good. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Then it won't be an issue.
I'm talking about the hair paint.
Sh-She took his pads out.
We have exactly one day to pull this off,
CHARLIE: I'm pretty sure Dennis has candy.
* With you *
-Get away from me. -Well, hold on a second.
I snuck over and I slashed her tires.
-News. -Pile it on me. -TV. TV. Yeah, put the...