Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Interesting hunch.
Good night, Maddie Hayes.
What are you doing?
-Sorry, I'm late. -No problem, bro.
-Where'd you meet her? -In a bar.
I love my brother like a brother...
He knew I won't give him the time of day.
I didn't. I kept you away from fine print.
Keep your pants on.
Eddie Skins, personal management.
Get off me.
You're either coming down with malaria or better marry that girl tout de suite.
-Who's detached? -You are detached. Remote...
...then you just don't have much of anything.
Stealing my allowance, hitting on my girlfriends.
If I were you, I'd play it safe.
-Forget it. -I'm serious.
Cute guys make her nervous.
-So what? -Excuse me.
Right, but I really have to go.
Privacy. You've no idea what it's like to go into a supermarket...
Will you give me a break?
I can't think of a better way to waste 4 hours, 17 minutes and 47 seconds.
-We agreed to help your brother. -You agreed.
When I saw that pepperoni all splattered all over the sidewalk...
All right.
Great seeing you, Rich, but sorry, you gotta go.
Hey, you're not from vice, are you?
Sort out our differences over pizza and beer.
Carla and I don't have any secrets from each other.
-Yeah, for five thou a day. -I made a lot more than that.
So he sent me over to say thanks.
I'll fix it, every cent.
This is a millstone around our neck. Now, the Anselmo case--
...from modelling agency to agency trying to find Clutch Cargo.
The long hours, sleepless nights.
-It's not too weird or anything? -No, I'm flattered.
Saccharin's been linked to cancer.
Give me a chance to say hey to the boss, who's looking mighty fine,
At night, when I crash, I wanna sleep fast...
-No, I'm not sick, this is about Carla. -She's sick?
...I just watch her sleep.
This is not a man, this is a statue.
I've always been there when he need me.
And I'm still as incapable of commitment as ever.