Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But on the inside, you stick with your own kind...

Perhaps he had an appointment.

Not even Mr. Addison. Especially not Mr. Addison.

Herbert Viola, if you breathe a word of this to anyone...

Maybe I didn't make myself clear. This is an emergency.

And in my cellblock.

Take care of any problems.

I guess you could say that's my motto: Live and let live.

You've heard of a little thing called the beef crisis?

...run my credit card up to the limit...

I disgraced myself.

Don't worry, it's not locked.

...a woman I was dating was expecting my baby.

The devil with a blue dress on.

...fall into a trash bin for the next 20 years.

You got that? Look around you, man.

I guess maybe I better get back to work.

Cornea to cornea with temptation.

You still have some on your cheek.

Apply the polish evenly, then buff a hundred times.

Well, you got the next 99 years to straighten it out.

It'll be a great way to learn French.

You swore an oath, gave me your word.

Well, listen to me, Mr. Tutti-Frutti.

I didn't want to betray your confidence. I hated it.

Well, sort of, sir.

Mad Dog Hundley in our prison.

I'd trade places with anybody in this bar.

Put your left arm up.

...because I don't wanna see you either."

Shouldn't eat garlic first thing in the morning, Bert.

You're the greatest, Uncle Phil.

You're one of those freaks who likes it better on the inside, huh?

Look, Mad Dog. Why don't you lighten up a bit?