Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

WeII, AngeIa...
Oh, Mother, a coconut head.
I brought you something too.
Come on, Leo, here they go.
Hey, AngeIa, who is this cIown?
Who is it?
Tony, how are you going to cIean aII those rooms?
...a swimming pooI, a pIace for my poIo pony....
She deserves better. She deserves a good home and a nice schooI...
Wrong. I hate it. I think it's garbage.
WeII, what do you want to do?
-Tony! -What?
What do you want to taIk about?
Look at this pIace. It's a pit.
I don't think he Iikes it when I bring my work home.
You wanna go Iook at some of my new basebaII cards?
...the onIy thing you know about a kitchen...
Are you sure you'II be aII right here without me?
Why don't you go wax something?
-Your work is more important. -No, you are. I want us to be together.
-Leave a message at the tone. -Yeah, we'll call you back.
...there's Monique, the downstairs maid...
-So MichaeI's gone, huh? -How did you know?
AngeIa, I Iove you, but you know how hard it is...
Hi, Angela. This is Jim Peterson from the office.
If you move, how are you going to teach me to throw a spitbaII?
-Everybody Ieft but me and Freddie. -Who's Freddie?
-So how you doing? -Okay.
-AngeIa, you said you were divorced. -I don't think I ever said that, Tony...