Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...this Veronica Dexter father-daughter business is wanky.
I steal shit.
...to the kidnap-murder of socialite Veronica Dexter.
Seriously, I would go through one in a day.
...he has a fucking conniption.
You got your partner killed.
...the definition of the word idiot, which you fucking are.
Well, Harry, I'd be lying to you if I didn't say...
So much for unreality.
-This is what you want. Here. -Shut up!
This is not a book. This is not a movie.
God, I'm sore.
Half those guys are straight. Perfect fathers, love their kids.
Hey, good luck.
You'll never have to go through anything like that again.
I've been to Baltimore, you win.
Speak of the devil. Gotta go.
...she wore a pink wig.
Do you get this? Your case and my case are the same fucking case.
I'm going to be an actress.
You think I'm-You think I'm amazing.
Big tough guy.
-Come again? -Never mind.
Invites me to sit down, sits on my lap...
...she had a terrific mentor. No, not her.
...during a rerun of Protocop.
This was two corpses in three hours. Am I crazy? That's unusual, right?
...and I bet you if you look in their childhood...
Oh, God! God, we haven't spoken in years.
I have to go.
Talk to me. Our mascot, back in high school, who was it?
What the hell. He's gotta be somewhere. He turned right in front of us.
-Hey, it's me. -Hi, Harmony.
A thing like that can't.
The old Bring Them In and Push Them Out. That's what we're doing.
-You don't sound so good. -Why aren't you following your lead?
-Really? -Yeah.
Harry, don't listen to a word he says, all right? We're getting somewhere.
...and I cut and run.
To the racetrack and buy the son of a gun a drink.
Jack Robinson.
...see if Veronica Dexter's body has gone to the mortuary.
It was an excuse to stay around you. So I think, in the realm of lies-
Veronica Dexter, 25 years old yesterday. Paul.
Hardest thing I ever did.
If I had to sum it up, and I do-
You like that, huh?
...from the lobby, because it was kind of a rush.
It's past my bedtime.
We're gonna, like, probe deeper?
The Other Reindeer Laughed At Him. Then, Out Of The Blue, They Need Him.
-Eight? Who taught you math? -Maybe it was more. I don't know-
You are such a dumb-ass.
I bet there's a doctor in New York, clear that shit right up.
Repeat, the little sister.
-Yeah, I had that. -You did?
No. Just in town for the funeral.
You're telling me the girl imposter-
What I'm doing for the guy who likes to bluff...
Hi.
-Cool? -Yeah. This is exhausting.
She grew up in a burg in southern Indiana.
-Hi. -Hey.
You should've told me you were arrested five times.
My $2000 ceramic Vektor my mother got me as a special gift...
That came out wrong. But what I'm saying is...
Speaking of bad ideas, what's this about you taking on your own case?
You should have told me that when you go home, you put on lady's underpants.
...I need to get out of here, find someone that'll help me.
Forget it.
-You got the Cyber Agent. -It has all the cool weapons.
She must have been broke, I don't know.
-Oh, shit. They're turning. -What?
Threw it in the lake. You wouldn't, I would.
Well, you know the one with the bear?
Then and there, I made a decision.
Remember me? What's up, honey? How are you?
...if you didn't flap your mouth so much. Yes, I think you're stupid.
Oh, God.
Do this: Wrap up the body in a blanket, a sheet, anything.
I. Uh--Steal Shit
-He got away. -It's okay. You did good.
-I know. It's okay. -Did you know the host?
-Hiya, Perry. -We're just running, you know, a game.
So you still here, huh, tough guy?
-It doesn't matter, I'm going. Look, just- -I'm such an idiot.
...I didn't see any.
And 20 years later, she comes out to L.A. hunting Harlan Dexter.
And that's how she got to the same party as me-
That's dead-on, right?
Like in the movies, when a guy sticks a gun at some schmuck's back and says:
-You're not getting the part. -Fuck off. Don't be a schmuck.
-I couldn't shoot him, Perry. Oh, God. -You did fine. You did fine.
From the looks of it, she spilled some.
Admit it, dude, you got it in you.
-Turn around. -Why?
-...process, I guess. -Thank you.
It was too much for her.
Hi. How are you doing tonight?
One's normal and the other's some wild shit...
-The killers were at the party, Harry. -They were?
-Blow me. You forgot this. -Oh, thanks.
...stumbled down the bike path and wandered into this Venice Beach house...
-Just because you didn't get it- -Motherfucker, I could-Slow your roll.
Yeah? Well, you can't.
I hate that. A TV's on, talking about the new power plant.
To tell you the truth, Jonny Gossamer always has a way bigger ending.