Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's 20 years younger, but that's Harlan Dexter.

...so if you're just real specific, thorough and precise, that'll help.

No harm will come to you. Alakazam!

Perry, it's me. Listen, this Veronica Dexter business stinks.

Oh, God. Everyone's got a stage name. What's her stage name?

-I peed on it. -What? You peed on what?

-You gotta be fucking kidding me. -We'll stand here and wait for the police.

I'm not gonna lie to you anymore.

We gotta go now.

He wrote it for money, and it was bullshit.

She agreed not to fuck my best friend, Chook Chutney.

-I just gotta check my schedule. -Can you help me?

When the neon lights came on, I woke up.

You asked, chief.

Oh, the one with the guy that beat the shit out of you? No.

-Keep talking. Keep talking. -You wanna know who we are?

Protocop, protector of man. Is that it? Protocop? He protects men.

I'm working a party on Sunset Plaza.

We gotta roll before the cops come.

By the way, this thing:

Welcome to the party.

Remember, that's how it would appear.

Sounds crazy, but I don't remember what occurred...

-No. -He looked familiar, though.

-Hello? -Perry, is that you?

And for the record, it was the boyfriend, the guy from Paris.

You sissy bitch!

They were setting you up, dummy. -They're not setting me up. Shut up.

How I was the one she confided in.

Age 16, she split.

...that I still didn't have a few questions.

-Well, nice to meet you. -That it?

See there? Harold.

Police ever find the car?

No, not really.

-Come again? -For your acting.

-Yeah, sure. -Where? At the 1942 Club?

And, not to be picky, but it was Harold the Great.

What was she even doing here? The lady in the lake, now the sister.

That was some pretty harsh shit with the old guy back there, right?

-Didn't I see you at a party hours ago? -Why?

All right, first things first. You've gotta ditch that car.

-a kidnapping gone wrong. It is unclear why his daughter...

Right before she died, she charged over $2000 on it. That's weird, isn't it?

Ah, yes, of course. You're Dabney's golden boy from back East.

-How much further to the hospital? -Five minutes away.

I'm interrupting. I feel badly. What are you drinking?

We got it. Do you think I'm stupid?

Oh, forget it. It's just crazy.

I Got 5 Bucks Says You Could Still Get Him. Really? That's funny. I got a 10 says, Pass the pepper.

-I am an idiot. I thought we were friends. -We're not friends.

-What's going on? -Where are you?

You're not gonna get the part, okay? Colin Farrell wants too much money.

What do you want?

-Get out. -Sorry about the gun.

...WHAT DO I KNOW? I’M A BEAR I SUCK THE HEADS OF FISH

I know, I know. I've-

What the fuck is going on? This is bad.

Detective lessons tomorrow.

If you'll excuse me, apparently I'm meant to help cut this monstrosity.

Harry, seriously, if you're at all uncomfortable...

News on Channel 5, just starting. Call me after.

No, you tell me. What kind of talk is that? I can't believe you.

Went off to the airport, pick up some dude, old boyfriend. Off she went.

That's all right, don't apologize.

Yeah. Right. Dabney calls you that.

-Go wait with the others. -Grace, do me a favor, let's take him.

I'll see if I can stir up the kettle, stick out my hat, see if anyone shoots at it.

Do unto others and all that. It's Christmas.

Who do you think you're talking to?

I guess if I racked my brain, I could think of worse places to be.

See, I forgot, old Jonny, he always had two cases. Remember?

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry I had to bail on you, but I had to go to work.

Where'd she come from?

Do you get me now?