Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Richie. -Carla.
First Benny Largo, now you.
...we might wanna consider the outside possibility...
Well, it's like this, Rich...
Stop it. Stop it.
I'll pay you back next time we go to Vegas.
It'd be in his best interest, if you know what I mean.
All 72,000.
But look, how much you have in common, David.
Yeah, so was Miss Kitty.
Earth to Dave, this is Richie you're talking about.
I've never seen hair like that, that thick, that black.
-My partner and me. -I'd move to France.
We're ready to start the show.
It's just that...
Don't you want this relationship to get off to a good start?
Dave's afraid of intimacy.
-I'd hate to give you this cold. -A cold is the least of my worries.
Stressed out, tensed up.
What's he supposed to do? Say I fell for a hooker.
You don't like the tie.
What's the matter? Carla, come on, what's wrong?
No more double entendres, off colour remarks.
-Come on, Herbert. -I don't want to.
You'd appreciate having sibling if you were only child like me.
She's overwhelmed.
It's been a long time since I did this, David.
Good. Move, move the lamp in a foot closer, the one on the left.
-Dave is afraid of intimacy. -Good night, David.
...this would be within your legal right as a citizen.
-I know. -Well, I guess...
-Get out of town. -I did. Know, what it made me think of?
Maybe go fishing.
It didn't?
What are you doing here? What's he doing here?
Richard's told me so much about you.
-Not bad. -Come on, I wanna introduce you.
Interesting hunch.
That's what they said.
-Can't even be straight with me. -Two and half.