Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're all right. Okay.
Et cetera, et cetera.
- I'm gonna be a millionaire. - No, no, no.
- But I got the kids to take care of. - You don't have the kids. I got the kids.
No-nonsense advice from the guy who's seen it all."
Hey, lady.
- Ladies, enjoy. - Oh, thanks. Thank you.
- You didn't let it lapse again, did you? - No. I mean, sort of.
... the headwaters of a river of failure.
Just put up some screens, get the ball to Donovan. You'll do great.
Oh, God.
Everybody has at least one, so no excuses.
... and homeowners' associations and greedy, beauty-queen ex-wives.
Shot happens We know that
- Why are you showing me this? - That's my ad.
Maybe for like a percentage of some kind.
Just go out there and kick some ass, Mike. Go.
Tanya.
Do you think I'm that shallow? Do you really think I am that shallow?
I need to change my sheets.
At night, I open the window And ask the moon to come
Where the hell is she? Where is she?
Fucker had me hit with three citations in the first six months alone.
- Where the hell have you been? - Oh, my God!
Wait, what is that supposed to mean?
Before we can help you with your dream, we have to know what it is.
So did you have any luck with this?
- Let's go. Let's go. - Go on, get them, Donovan.
Any subject, any time. I mean, these people were available.
Now you're just hung!
No, Lotte, it wasn't a good feeling.
A croissant folded around Maya Angelou's "Phenomenal Woman," for example.
- He's just a friend. - Come on, Darb.
Yeah, you got Donnie.
What about you, Ray? Have you considered your winning tool?
It's a gluten-free Neruda cranberry walnut bread.
I've been really concerned about you.
I'm going to be a millionaire.
Say, I'm having a little open house on Saturday.
What an asshole!
The patchouli oil alone should have sent me running.
- He's a turd. You know he's a turd. - He loves me, Ray.
Me, I've got a more unorthodox skill set.