Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is gonna work. This is gonna work.

- Is she there now? - No, she left.

and hysterical and offbeat,

You leave me no choice! I"m gonna have to ram the gate!

something I've fantasised about my whole life.

Be fresh in the morning.

Close it, bitch!

Oh. Call first, cos I might be having sex with a complete stranger!

- Yes, we will. - It'll be totally perfect.

You were hiding flared nostrils. What do you have to tell?

Listen, Leezak, I don't expect a cracker like you to ever measure up

- I was helping on an appraisal in Seattle... - I don't wanna hear it!

Your attention, please. Flight 217 from Venice, Italy, now arriving at Gate 34.

I couldn't agree with you more.

Yeah, sure. It matches perfect with my red leather panties!

Open the gate, Yuan.

We could really use a Dodge about now.

We're really married. We're really, really married.

Sometimes when it's over, it's just... over.

And you, Tom Leezak. You're...

Forget about Peter.

Hold on there, Jacques.

So, 3am? That's past your bedtime, is it?

No, he hasn't. Not once.

OK. I'm just saying, if you do, just hit the floor.

- I hope you used a rubber. - No, I didn't! It didn't get that far.

Wanna get drunk and make out?

I'm not gonna have to trade ya in, am I?

Unless she finds out that you slaughtered her dog.

What are we listening to?

- We can tell the grandchildren about that. - Great story for the kids.

Oh, he's at the, uh, the church with, uh... with...

Get out of my Hotel des Reves!

I don't know. Ten seconds.

Oh, my God. This is like a Twilight Zone.

By the way, Peter's staying at the hotel.

Well, that's just jim-dandy.

Did you have wedding fantasies when you were a little boy?

Then that's precisely why it looks like one.

Yeah? Well, I hope he showed you how to pull a fire poker out of your ass!

Honey, just for the record, when you talk about money,

- Just open the gate, Yuan! - OK.

- Bonjour. Merci. - Bonjour. Merci.

- That's in French, for chrissakes. - That's because we're in France.

We got pretty heated.

And they're gonna know that you deflowered me. Oh, God! Oh, no!

But I can't wait until then.

I almost forget.

Open the gates, jack-in-the-box.

when your single mother tenent did not tip you this month

- Oh. - It worked.

- I mean, hey... - OK.

- On one. Ready? - Break!

Call me crazy, but I'm just not in the mood to make love.

Nextron's thinking of buying it, turn it into a resort complex.

It's gonna be heaven.

You never see the hard days in a photo album.