Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, that's not what I was trying to say... BUT HAVE YOU BOUGHT...?
How's it going? Good. And you?
♪ ♪
Hey, Tommy.
where it is?
Shh.
- Oh my God, shit. - Hold on, hold on, hold on.
What if we sold it somewhere that nobody could ever find us?
'Cause of your big career? - No.
You never have to fucking deal with this stuff.
Most likely everything's fine.
♪ Rusted chains of prison moons ♪
Yeah, I feel fine now, Tommy.
♪ For whatever that means ♪
- Oh, God. - You know what?
Beef? Anybody who hates you?
- All right? - Mm-hmm.
♪ When our love was new ♪
Fuck off! ♪ What's going on? ♪
Wait, wasn't it in there?
Um a-are you there?
But this is worse for me.
I do.
Pam, Tommy, give me a big smile.
What the fuck?
Oh, fuck.
Oh, what are you, the porn police?
Thank you so much, Mr. Pellicano.
TOMMY I love you, Pamela!
Anything else?
Leave. What?
which is probably illegal but is definitely unethical.
♪ And I am once again ♪
That's ridiculous. It's not ridiculous.
♪ Leaving me a song that will not die ♪
Leave this fucking room right now.
It's our tape.
H-how would you like to do porn
You fuck!
I'm on that tape just the same as you.
What is this?
Can you play Hi-8?
Fuck, he's not here.
You know...the tape.
Please, I need to talk to you, man.
It was.
We're a technology slash entertainment company.
- Body Thief. - Oh, no.
Whoa!
Do you think they followed you?
♪ The nightingale tells his fairytale ♪
I have no idea. I don't know, man.
Nobody's gonna play it.
♪ ♪
Well, just us.
Yeah. - Dick.
I wanna see if there's a phone number.
Oh, that's great.
No, see, I don't.
PAM Oh, oh, fuck me, baby.