Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not asking for a will. I want 48 $50 win tickets on three in the seventh race.
Remember something? You gave up gambling.
- Sidney! Don't... - Let me. Let me.
A's, B's, C's...
Outta the way!
Poor, poor Trotter.
I do this for a living. Been doing it for 15 years.
It was a photo?
Hot nose? What? Is she sick or something?
Lord Byron leads, and Arctic Dancer... A shocking incident of bumping!
They got a winner.
No, this is bullshit, you talk bullshit!
Keep it out of the money! I'll give up all my smut!
I lost $50 on the one named the same as my cat! In the seventh,
With what he made, he won't mind slipping us $5,000.
I thought we had a deal!
One more collision like that, you're getting glasses!
By 12.45, we could be having sex.
Shoes?
I'm never, never going to forget this!
Are you gambling?
- Please! Airhead. - Excuse me?
Guys And Dolls forward.
I'm finished. We are history!
I was thinking I'd come down and ask you to go to bed with me,
- I like Lord Byron. - I love Lord Byron.
I got a bad leg. Take this $20 and bet the sixth horse for me.
when you were supposed to be home at 12.30 starting our marriage over!
And there is nothing more important than friendship.
- Really? You gamble every day? - Of course.
- Hey, down in front, you big lug! - Who said that?
They should guard the door, so that sort doesn't get in!
Evangeline, meet the boys! Looney, Vibes, Marty. Where's Trotter?
Had the daily double!
I couldn't leave you. I decided this is the only way.
2232 Flamingo Lane.
To Trotter!
- Ah, hell! - He'll be back.
- We're having some problems. - Poor Trotter.
Miss Vicki.
Perfect!
I have peripheral vision. It's a gift. I can see my ears.
Take my seat at the Jockey Club.
Away they go!
I think she'll lose by a nose.
I'm buying.
which is not betting on a sure thing.
His blood is rare. He gets $75.
- Excuse me. - Sorry. Really.
- What are you on in the fifth? - Who do you like in the fifth?
Buy a new joke.
- What the hell did he know? - We knew it.
I was on the phone. I was going to bet $50.
Who won?
- Why is it on so long? - Blurred Image was Marty's horse.
A reminder of the late scratch in here, Vagabond Star.
I'm getting a little nervous now.
- Yeah, that's it. - How did you like that photo?
No, it's OK! I know this guy!
Come back, Doctor.
- I mean that. - Sounds fine to me.
Thank you, Trotter!
Gambling involves risk. It involves chance. It involves uncertainty
- That's for all you stuffy rat bastards! - How dare he!
You want me to make a scene in the Jockey Club?!
Government takes half. That's 34,500.
There's a horse in the third race. Got a good chance.
The horses are approaching the starting gate.
- What a race! I can't believe we won. - It was that photo.
- Lucky me. - Yeah.
I'll kill you!
Seen dumber guys than you win two in a row.