Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Kie] Out loud.

Look at your life right now! Look at your life!

Come on. Come on.

[dramatic music playing]

Hi, uh, ma'am, sir. I… I promise to have her back at a reasonable hour and safe.

[man] Thank you. Good to see you, Pope.

[John B] Thanks, Cleo.

♪ Like pieces of a puzzle ♪

Don't walk away when I'm talking to you!

You're gonna feel completely different in the morning. I know you will.

-How long did I sleep? -[John B] Not long enough.

-My dad's boat. -I thought you would've pawned it by now.

You may kiss your bride.

-Mr. Sunn, can I borrow Pope for a minute? -[Mr. Sunn] We're in the middle of a test.

No. You wanna get caught?

that she's willing to send me to boarding school.

I'll take that. [chuckles]

She's got too much fluid already.

He would do anything for us. That's a Pogue if I've ever seen one.

Plan B? We could, um… public transportation.

Stop it! Do not walk away when I'm talking to you!

[monitor flatlining]

Shit! I need the directions.

By the power vested in me,

Okay. Okay, lean back. Lean back.

[laughing maniacally]

[doctor] Put some pressure on that wound, here.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

But I got an idea.

You just hit a person.

And I'm just… I'm afraid of what's gonna happen.

Ain't all that bad.

What does it mean now to clear John B's name?

You might wanna reschedule your meeting tonight, Pope.

Streets is quiet. I can get you to a boat. You have somewhere you can hole up?

Um, do tricks now! Roll over, boy! [laughs]

because I have material evidence that can exonerate John B. Routledge."

[officer] Down. Slow down.

fu… fu… fudge?

-[horn honking] -[tires squealing]

-Come on! -[doctor] What do you want?

Hi, guys. [laughs nervously]

You two are so hot. I'm better off on my own.

Job like this costs 4K.