Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wish I could. I've got a thing.
- Get us a pack of cigarettes! - Come on, let's get out of here, Grace.
Interesting. Egg whites!
(Phone ringing)
"Yeah, but you have to use egg whites." "Oh, well, egg whites makes it OK
I don't know if I have the money to hire someone else.
Okay, I don't want to talk about Coyote.
- So? - So, I can't.
You can't just walk in there. It's not your house any more.
Hey! Sir? Sir! We're still waiting.
Damn it to hell. Oh, excuse me.
Uh, we've got kosher options. And, uh, vegetarian.
(♪ Stuck in the middle with you: Grace Potter)
This poor woman needs a pack of cigarettes
If she calls, don't lie like a pussy. Sell it.
I didn't hit a skunk. It was a black and white bucket.
Because you two seem to be the only ones who know the rules.
Oh, my God.
- We're gonna be fine. - Oh, I know we're gonna be fine.
Well, it'll be ten thousand a month.
Sol, it's not till tomorrow. We've got plenty of time.
What kind of animal treats people like this?
Did you steal my scissors?
- Buy an Entenmann's. - What's your problem?
Why wouldn't you tell them you were coming here?
- (Grace groaning) - (Frankie laughing)
Will you stop throwing that fucking hamster in my face!