Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, Sam, you don't understand.

And did you see the way he looked in my eyes when he said, who are you?

Oh, man, that's it.

Hal, just between us guys here, do me a favor and tell her it'll kind of help grease the old skids.

Can I get you anything else, Mr. Malone?

But it will still be a Mercedes.

Let's hold this.

I didn't mean it like that.

Oh, I'll be darned, my left hand does seem to be missing.

John Henry hated a machine, too.

For the moment, I thought I'd just speak into it.

I really don't think... Sir, excuse me, please, please.

Woody, Sam's gonna be upstairs for a while.

Yes, we're doing better.

Well, go get her job back before you lose your temper!

You know, I just hate being in charge.

Rebecca, how long have we known each other?

Well, it must be that other thing.

No, you didn't.

You can do anything you want with my phone.