Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You just got a job singing in my lounge.
ROGER: That's it.
Whoa, started too low.
Hup! Hup!
I opened up my soul to you, and when you rejected me,
My god, it’s getting worse.
How about 10K? The divorce was kind of hard on me,
What's going on here?
Ha! What're, what are you doing?
Hello, Mark Burnett? This is Roger Smith.
WOMAN: $17.99.
(grunts) Don't you hate that we're two separate people?
(screams)
Oh, please. The Deadliest Catch?
but I can't do this?
(sighs)
You're looking at my boobs?
It runs on carbon, oxygen and potassium.
Yeah, she is kind of a piece of crap.
Roger, love is mutual,
I'm sorry! Something snapped in me.
I can't, I can't believe I was going to take your skin off.
Could you check in the back and see if you have it in red?
Or a baseball thrown by superstar pitcher Randy Johnson.
(sobbing)
In Hayley's defense,
My dear Lord.