Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, uh, woodso, How much the ring Set you back?
I don't know what Rictus means, mr. Clavin.
I have to go, sam.
On something like that,
You mean This is all a joke?
Oh, sammy, Come on.
Look at us, cliff.
Scared? You?
Oh.
Let's go Take some blood.
All right, Where's my money? What?
You guys need it. You deserve it.
A party? Cool.
You're woody boyd, Aren't you?
Where do you Draw the line?
Well, keep trying.
Carla, what Are you doing?
Fine. I'm gonna Call the police.
Yup. Graveyard shift.
I mean, fumbling around Like he doesn't know Where he is
What? Me?
Cut it out, guys.
Leave a message At the beep.
* You want to go *
Come on. I mean The bar closes at 2:00.