Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I tell you...
Yeah, but see, if we go out in that...
Ain't even enough to pay my bookie.
Food should caress the palate, not grab the throat, councilman.
Music Pavilion, underground parking area.
The police department is looking for a green Chevrolet, 1973...
Nutritious? Food should have an aroma, not an odour.
Let me make some calls, and I'll get back to you.
Let's go.
Yeah. I'll tell you, it was worth the 30 bucks.
Here we go.
His eyes are wide open and clear as a bell, kiddie. Take it easy.
Now, you help us collar them, and we might forget about this address.
I can't understand it, man. We eats our full ration of chitlins every day.
...come on then, Sarah. - Well, we really oughtn't to, Henny.
Well, if it did, we'd be together.
...are oftentimes exaggerated...
Slow down!
Why don't you convince Milty to restrict his drops to weekdays?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
...but I will promise you this:
Huggy says we'll find out when we get there.
Let's do it.
- No, I don't have a pencil. - Sir?
- Here's your paper. - Thank you very much.
Zebra 3, see attendant, Market Street entrance.
But if we ever...