Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Let us take you. - I'll take a cab. I've had enough of you.

I don't mind you being tough on this place,

I didn't have to get shot in the hip to know I wouldn't like that.

Do you have a table for three?

- Did you hear that, Niles? - I'm sold.

And won't that be nice?

Lines are open. Please give us a call. Who's up next, Roz?

- Can I get you something from the bar? - Oh, dear God, yes.

The mud pie is coming!

I was looking forward to going out with you boys. We'll do it some other time.

There's nothing like the smell of charbroiled meat.

You can't keep anything nice.

You have occasional bouts of colitis, don't you?

It's mostly social. Me and the girls just bumping the gums.

- Isn't that lucky? You can share it. - I'll pop it in the fridge.

Of course you can come by. Great. I'll see you then.

I told you, Frasier. He can't tell the difference.

Let me know if I can get you anything else.

It's not fancy but it's good, wholesome American fare.

I spent a year studying at Cambridge.