Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Phone Clicks Off, Dial Tone] I love you.

I'm not sure yet, actually.

I liked the mascara.

Imagination, oh-ohh

You could talk about things you have in common,

I gotta have some of your

and I moved to Los Angeles when John and I got married.

Ring a ding ding baby

No, no, no. But, listen, um...

Yeah. It's scary.

Hello. How are you?

- [Charlie] This is my surfing teacher. - He's your surfing teacher?

How are you? I'm good. How are you?

Oh, no! Let me go! Come on. Come on.

It made you a moron

so I'll fax you a map on how to get there.

Is there only pain

Oh, she plays... guitar? Guitar. Guitar.

I hope you've had enough to drink. It's gonna take courage.

More mysterious. Yeah. I'll just try to think, "Where the hell's the whiskey?"

for relaxing times make it tripe time

Welcome back, Mr. Harris. Yes, Mr. Harris.

Send your camel to bed Yeah, I guess you're busy, huh?

Aah! [Laughing] Moshi moshi.!

I don't want all that pasta.

when I could be doing a play somewhere.

[Man #1] It looks like him, but it's not him.

Didn't you get the Sean Connery one over here? No. "Loger" Moore.

He never listens. Yeah.

I hope you can come and meet us. Bye.

Excuse me, sir. From the woman over there.

Mr. Bob Harris, don't touch me!

It's a cool pool, isn't it? Yeah, it's nice.

[Laughs] Thanks.

Hello? [Muffled] Hello? Bob, it's me.

Hold on! [Giggles]

It's gonna take 12 weeks. Did you like any of the other colors?

Um, I'm going out with some friends later, if you wanna come.

Hey, hold on here. Let me out. Thank you.

Oh, yeah? I wish I'd seen it.

Close your hand. Yeah... Close it?

Suckin'on my titties like you wanted me

[Grunts] How do you say no?

Konnichi wa. Hello. Hi.

Just staggering, unbearable pain. Ooh, that's too bad.

Oh, oui, oui. The emperor's house? Cool.

Hi, I'm Hans. Nice to meet you.

When are you leaving?

Hi! It's really nice to meet you! Hi. Nice to meet you.

Like, I'll take that and put a delay on it, so it's like...

Just like honey

Well, I'm sure you'll figure out the angles. Yeah.

My dad was an anorexic.

Mr. Bob Harris! Preese!

For relaxing times,

There's one thing I want to know

[Whispering, Indistinct]

Ooh, there's nothing

Do you like massage?

So I called down and, and had a, uh,

Gonna use my legs

And, um, I don't know...

They're making them wear all these Keith Richards clothes, and it's just ridiculous.