Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You told your sister she was adopted, yeah?
-You're worried. -You're not worried?
If it's in the drawer, it's clean.
-Whatever, it's nothing. -It's pretty cool.
It's in your bank, you overpriced bastard.
That's it. That's the true story of what happened last Christmas.
Your mouth is a recommended place to put a sock.
-Why not simply go to the police? -Right. And I still think...
No, no, no. Don't fight it.
I got an idea. I say we take the son of a bitch Dexter down.
Well, damn, you are tough.
Make a choice.
-I didn't do anything. -You were grabbing my tit.
-You are so.... -That was good, right?
I'm retired. I invented dice when I was a kid.
Cool! This stopped the bullet, Harry.
-You said something about the case. -Yeah. Yeah.
Harmony!
Great, this is fucking rich.
-Who's Har-? What? -Look, that's-
-Do you have any idea what time it is? -I'm really sorry.
No, genius, that was us. Remember?
-Hello? -I'm trying to locate Harry Lockhart.
Your present is you're not in jail, fag-hag.
I prefer Genaros, but what do I know? I'm a bear. I suck the heads off fish.
Enough! Look me in the eyes and tell me you've never been with a man.
...that the girl in the lake, that was Veronica Dexter?
Cover him up. I'll get the car.
Of course. That's sad.
...sorry we said fuck so much.
-Paid for it with a credit card. -Okay.
She was in the trunk. I had to shoot the lock to get it open.
Yeah, that was the game plan.
-Oh, God. -I'm so glad that you're okay...
You think they'll find my pistol?
Sometimes. You know, when I dressed up like a bottle. How about yours?
...because I must be missing something.
-This dump have a bar? -Yeah.
It'd just be a drink. You'll be home faster than you can say Jack Robinson.
...all of a sudden, there's a corpse outside? Bad idea.
You're not a punk.
How are you?
-Don't answer that. -Yeah, duh.
Save me from this hopeless plight.
Dexter didn't murder your sister.
That's crazy. He was using my sister to impersonate his daughter, Perry.
-Really? Where's Marleah? -Marleah?
That mystery flick with the guy, Jonny what's-his-name?
Oh, Harry.
You think that's funny, huh? I'm gonna break your nose now.
-What's wrong with his car? -Do I look like a mechanic?
You wouldn't know where to feed yourself...
I tell him about destiny. He's shaking his head.
By now you may wonder how I wound up here, or maybe not.
Damn it. This robot bit. I made a big deal, then I forgot.
...is that a bullet will be inside your head...
No, not you. Listen, call downtown...
I don't make that leap. It's like, Look, there's an elephant. Quick...
Yeah, 16 guys. It's always 16. That's funny.
Don't bother asking Harmony out on your date.
Shit, they're on my tail. I gotta go.
...there's something rotten in Denver.
-...sometimes these things just happen- -For a reason.
You all right?
Like most soon-to-be-fucked-up girls, Harmony was wicked smart.
...you threw next to the car. What happens when they drag the lake?
Shut up and listen. First, we have to wrap the body.
Look, he was gonna kill you anyway. He said so.
...thinking Harmony's theory wasn't so crazy.
You said this doesn't happen. This is your fault!
Why'd you lie to me?
Okay, I was a bad narrator again...
Hang on.
-This way, come on. -Shit!
It's Christmas, where's my present, Slick?
See, these dudes tonight, they see two assholes out of nowhere.
Perry, what's wrong?
Thanks, bro.
Perry, what do you call it?
Flicka. Flicka. You know, my friend? She told me.
Is that sick? I think- Yeah, I think that's sick.
And now, for my shocking finale.
-I mean, petty theft- -Oh, Harry.
-...or picture it in your head? -Harry, will you shut up.
Then they all come out here.
Aurelio, why don't you give the kid a break?
We're required by law to treat every suicide as a potential homicide.
Get Gay Perry on the phone.
What were you thinking?
-Lucky you. -It's pretty good. You wanna come up?
-It's right out of a Gossamer book. -Of course...
-Friendship is sacred. -What are you doing?
She doesn't have a minute.
She comes back to the States, drops the lawsuit, moves in with her father.
I understand if you wanna take a swing at me. You fuck!
Point is, I don't see another goddamn narrator, so pipe down.
The zoo was closed, so I thought I'd come here and look at an animal.