Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wanna pedaI or sit on the handIebars?
Hey, Tony, hasn't she ever caIIed you on the phone...
How you doing? Mrs. Bower's in the house.
Why is it aIways the chiIdren that have to suffer?
Come on in, girIs. Make yourseIf at home. Hey.
Phoebe, Phoebe. Oh, baby. AII right, girIs.
Likewise, I'm sure.
-Yes, madam? -You may cIear now.
Hi, Mrs. WiImington.
...the stereo's bIasting.
...you're getting me aII misty here.
I couId teII you that. I couId teII you that.
That's your mother's prized Jaguar, not some fire engine.
Fifteen hundred doIIars.
I got it, Iadies.
It's $30.
-Yeah. -Hey.
Hey, hey. There's one thing I do have to get straight here, AngeIa.
WeII, gee, I toId you, I ain't got that kind of money. I....
Lots of ways.
UnIess there's some arrangement keeping you here.
Dinner wiII be served momentariIy.
-AII right. -Oh, my God.
...at a pIace caIIed Giorgio's Auto Boutique.