Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've got Bernie's license. How hard can this be?
I'm gonna nail those two little shits.
Doc, maybe you better come along with us. This guy is nuts!
Sure.
You know, for a dead man he's very buoyant.
That's wrong. He wasn't my friend, he was Richie's friend.
-Not this one. This one's with me! -I'm sorry.
He can't hear the music under the water.
Go back to New York. Carry out these instructions.
-Stick your hand through this thing. -What?
Be cool.
Voodoo, hoodoo. I told you.
Come on.
It doesn't belong to anybody.
-Taxi! I just have one question? -What?
-You lost them? -Not exactly. Anybody could have.
Follow my conjure precisely for the magic to work.
This guy, too.
Forget me? Brenda, sit down.
None that's gonna admit to him, anyway.
No. It's just for his personal effects.
He'll lead us to the money. We've got to follow him.
You know, you guys really live in a nice chapeau here.
I only have the ones I'm wearing. You can forget about that.
-Was that a great meal, or what? -Yeah, lovely.
He's doing good. He's doing good. Go, B.
...you'll see some of the most beautiful coral formations in the world.
Then Mr. Lomax invited us to his beach house to discuss the matter.
Good job.
-No way! -There are some nice guys in this--
-Your intelligence? -Have I ever let you down?
Mobu lady, we held up our end.
Come on, I got a really bad headache and I really don't.... He's not in the fridge?
-What? -Chicks....
Here he goes.
The things I've got to deal with! I did everything according to Mobu's manual.
-Thank you. -No sweat!
Ok. So I'll have to do the little computer thing.
What's going on here?
-You said I could drive. -Okay, here's your chance.
-Really? -Yeah.
-What? -Good time?
Besides, we have a little shopping to do before the....
So, your daddy, he's a voodoo doctor? I see.
-I'll get the bag. -All right, I'll get the car.
Grapes.
Let's see what we have.
Thank you. It's not for me, though.
No, that's definitely out. That ain't gonna work.
We'll do that. You have a nice lunch.
Your uncle?
-Thank you. -Thank you.
Am I the only one alive who was not in the conga line?
Where'd he go? How the hell could he fall out of the car? This is ridiculous.
I should have known.
All right, number one hundred sixteen.
-Estate. -Estate. Whatever, okay.
She obviously wants you.
Sign the card, please, Mr. Lomax.
-Don't get depressed. -Jerks.
The only one who can get in is Bernie Lomax and he's dead now.
-Do you need us anymore? -I've got some papers here to sign.
Here he is.
Just twist the knife a little deeper, why don't you? Just twist the knife a little deeper, why don't you?
I walk all my dates to the door. Let me tell the taxi driver, I'll be one minute.
Is it great, or what?
Go!
You're the ones that discovered Lomax's theft from the company.
He's a wonderful listener.
What? No, you misunderstand.
I think the toothache idea was very good.
That's a problem.
How do you like that? What kind of idiots would steal a dead body?
-You're gonna turn into a chicken. -I'm starving.