Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Welcome to the show. How can I help you?
- Eddie, we're a burden. - You're twisting my words.
It's nothing big. Just little things I sense about people.
He's playing goalie on the pee-wee soccer team. Chip off the old block.
No, he has worms.
♪ Hey baby, I hear the blues are calling tossed salads and scrambled eggs
Oh, I love America.
One of his old police buddies called.
You follow her to work. You eavesdrop on her calls. You open her mail.
She was wrong. This is a part-time position. It won't work out.
- Oh, my God! - He's fine.
He's weird. He gives me the creeps. All he does is stare at me.
- You're a good son, Frasier. - Oh, God, I am, aren't l?
- What was wrong with that one? - She was casing the joint.
All she wanted was to be remembered. Will you ever forget that story?