Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He was at the snack bar eating a hot fudge sundae.
How about 6? Six is good.
...and the players are standing on the table.
And yet I'm careful not to look away.
If this lip-reading thing works tonight, you know how incredible it'll be?
it's two completely different sounds - eh & uh
Thus ends the great ball man experiment.
Oh, my God.
Oh, I... I'm sorry.
You're not gonna make it.
You are so centered.
You are so centered
- That's nice for the freaks. - Yeah.
But for now, let's stop and look at our beautiful tennis-center backdrop.
You know, I'm having a lot of trouble hearing you back here, so...
A friend of mine from work said she saw George at the tennis match...
What? What?
I wouldn't hear of it, Todd. It's none of my business.
They said they never saw anybody go after balls with such gusto.
Why?
It's a heavy metal group, aaaa Metalli-something.
Jerry, please.
No good?
- If she says no, case closed. - All right.
Yeah.
- Let's go, let's go. Get in position. - What?
- Your parents saw me on TV? - Yeah.