Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My treat.
Sorry, Bob.
I work there.
Hmm...
Everything's gonna be fine.
I'm... I'm sorry, uh...
smelliest cab in the garage,
He's got His brass knuckles on.
Yeah, them Mexican guys are tough.
Oh, you said, "Have one"?
I'll be darned.
No way, Bob, believe me.
Oh, from Baji!
"Please come and see me before I die."
What's the matter, you heard it already?
then I'm gonna get in and smelly and dirty it up myself.
I don't believe it. You...
Huh? Oh, Louie,
In fact, "big" isn't even the right word.
How are your kids?
John, how are the bookings?
Unless a bolt of lightning shoots through that window
I broke a promise, Alex.
I mean-- but you did.
Alex? Yeah.
( coins clinking )
Oh, everybody's fine. Everybody's fine.
We can get along very nicely
How's everybody been?
Alex.
I'm afraid you'll all have to leave now.
Yeah, I think so.
How'd you like a sack of dirt?