Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Liar, liar, pants on fire!
Bernie, I swear to God, I hate this.
Vibes, tell them who I am!
It's the two! Come on, two!
I'll worry less about money. OK, let's synchronise your watch.
- I see a D. - That could be Dallas or Denver!
The international rules of fortune cookie taking? Want me to lose my temper?
The four horse is a joke, Trotter!
- You can do it, two! - Yes! Yes!
- Lufkin is looking for you. - So?
You're a wonderful guy!
You're looking at $69,000, or you're looking at nothing.
I am pretty cheesed off about that jockey falling off that damn horse, Sid!
- Nice to meet both of you. - Thanks. Likewise.
Excuse me.
I just thought I'd ask, that's all.
I got a condo. The thing is worth 700% more than I paid for it.
Yep, you're the greatest I've ever seen.
It's 1.45, doll.
The last grand he saw was the Grand Canyon.
- Like this room. - Yes.
Yes, of course. So, if what you're saying is true,
What do you want to do with the box of assets?
Can I see some ID?
- Honey? - Yeah?
You're sick! Somebody should put you in a hospital.
A guy's throwing up on the pool table on my left.
so I don't get my heart pulled.
It's Stargazer...
It'll jam the machine.
Get out of here! Jesus Christ!
- You feel lucky? - I'm hot.
Bet heavy. You'll laugh all the way to the bank.
I love the track. Great place to spend time with your best friend.
- Am not! - Am!
It's Moon Beams and Fleet Dreams, these two now. Up Yours at the rail...
You might be walking around lucky and not even know it.
- These! No! - I had to.
- Faith Healer? Seven horse. - I got a couple of bucks on him.
The races make me nervous. You can't beat an animal.
- I went too far. - What was that?
if I'd only bet $2, I'd be up $28.
- Do I really think Charity can win? - Yeah.
The horses have now reached the starting gate for the first race of the day.
You knew! You're the unluckiest person in the world!
one's named the same as my apartment. I'm going back.
- I missed you all the time. - Oh, Pam.
Are you? Well, good day this, baby!
Stargazer just in front, but Hot-To-Trot's coming up on the outside! Hot-To-Trot,
Go!
I quit drinking.
Most guys get lucky, they bet $3 on the next race.
- Ooh! - I'm a loser! Let him kill me! I deserve it!
- You might have mentioned. - What?
Blurred Image! That's Marty's horse!
Call me when you like. I'll be here... Passed out in a pool of vomit.
You know what I mean?
Being embalmed, if it's any business of yours.
Give me the money!
I will not lose my temper in public any more.
You don't have to get personal!
Some doctor!
- I think we have to talk. - You can move back.
- There are rules. - What?
Is that official?
The horses have now reached the starting gate.
- Blast him! - You can't shoot a pickpocket!
- I didn't lose. - Arctic Dancer second...