Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Why the hell not?! - Because he's too short. Come on.

Chili ran a club I used to play at in Miami. How is Momo these days?

- You're not! - I'm pushing the right button.

No, I'm never going to bed, there's a difference.

They'd report it to the IRS.

- You OK? - Not too bad.

Nah, it's nothing.

Hey, Harry! Attaboy, killer!

What about your story? You thought of a title yet?

I got a surprise gift in here for my wife. Could you put it in locker C17?

Ray Bones is the man you're dealing with now,

Word gets around, huh?

Can I get you anything else?

You get an idea, set it down on paper,

I'm positive it was Susan Hayward.

And we all know friends don't hit each other unless they have to.

I don't know how you got this far, you're so fuckin' dumb,

Is this Ray Bones?

If you can get out of here before I take my coat off,

Or I'll go to the coffee shop, pull my hat down.

I'm from Miami fucking Beach and you wanna show me the ocean!

I follow you here and I see you with a woman...

You had a bad day, huh?

That's what I think of you, asshole. Nothin'.

What does it matter what you say about people?

That's the dumbest thing I ever heard. Where'll you sleep?

Let her go, Bo.

Let me give you some advice.

I think he's short!

Mr. Barboni, what a nice surprise!

You didn't have the key on you?

So what do you get out of it?

It depends. Who is this?

$28,000? That's a lot.

If he gets busted, you aren't out a thing, Harry.

but I think all they've got is convertibles.

or you're not for real.

Hey, Karen, how you doin'?

Harry, you want me to go,

I was scared then, not now. How long you want me to be scared?

- Really? - Yeah.

What if it were?

Because you've never left fucking Miami, dipshit.

- You get the money? - No. What is this?

Meanwhile, my sister's going crazy with worry.

It needs a better ending, but yes, I see why Harry wants to do it.

Corona? Chinese?

Welles didn't want to do this movie. He couldn't get out of the contract.

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- who stole 300 grand from the airline? - What about him?

and leave the movie business to those of us who know what we're doing.

I don't have a dog, Harry.

I'm working on a few things.

I'd like you to meet my associate, Bear.

And it ain't John Wayne or Dean Martin in El Dorado.

This means when I speak, I speak for Jimmy,

So when the guy finds out, he can't believe it.

I'm supposed to know you? He belongs to me and my partner.

Oh, what the hell?

How come you don't work with Harry?

Who the fuck is Pooh Shiesty? Where do you get these names?

You found Leo, huh?

- How'd you like it? - It's not horrible.

Throws things out I don't want.

New York. I was scouting locations.

I don't know...

A little fucking exercise...