Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Someone came in and paid through the end of next month.
Jackie, sit down. Look. We need to talk about you and me living together.
- There's nothing to say. - You can say that again. - Don't tell me what to do.
- [Laughing] - [Chuckling]
- Wow, thanks. - [Chuckles]
Okay, I'm feeling a little "in the way" here...
- You just can't stop talkin', can you? - Eric, I paid for the ring.
- What do you know about hard times? - ## [Ends]
All I know is I gotta go tell the woman I love that the ring I gave her for all eternity...
Because you can put a price tag on a ring, but, you know...
Well, I do make some sounds, but they're happy sounds!
My boss would have hired ya. Then he talked to Red.
Freeze, dirtbag!
But it involved a half-off sale...
[Scoffing] Canada?
Heavy. Can't... feel... my fingers!
No, I'm serious, man. It's all up to me.
But, Donna, the poor girl has nowhere to stay.
So you might want to try and get on my good side. [Sniffs]
Yeah, I bet they'd have a French accent too.
And I wanted to show you that I know, and I'm sorry.
Look at you. Another dirtbag dodgin' his responsibilities.
[Sighs] Jackie, if you're gonna stay here, we need to set up a few ground rules.
So- [Sighs] I don't think there's gonna be room for everything.
So at the end of the week, I get to say whether you stay or go.
I gotta do something. This is a threatening letter.
What? Bring the ring back? No, I can't do that.