Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Some of us put soapsuds in the fountain...
It ain't none of your business, fudgebar.
It's over there.
Ambitious men.
Our Davy boy can take care of himself.
Where are the shadows?
I'm not here to do your bidding, Hundley.
It's over there underneath the table.
All right, let's go.
I don't mean to rush you but you've been at this for nearly half an hour.
...but this entire office would like to see you hung by your tonsils.
And the cons let one of the bulls take food out of their mouth?
David, hi, it's me.
The rest of that baloney.
Well, did I get the part?
I hope this is recording.
...they both foresaw their untimely deaths...
-From Shank? -Captain Shank...
What if he's hurt?
Hundley's on his way in.
Doesn't mean I'm gonna walk out of here and hold a press conference.
Hey!
I don't know, couple of hours, maybe.
"Where were you, David?"
But he pressed his case So diligently
The food skimming, the phoney licence plate scam.
Checked all your usual haunts and no one's seen you.
This place does pretty well.
-...breaking into his apartment. -This isn't your apartment.
And don't you dare hang up Until she says "I do"
Come back here. I'm not done with you yet.
...taking candy from strangers.
Well, I was on an engineering scout up near Prudhoe Bay...
"Stone walls do not a prison make...
-What are you talking about? -Escape tunnel, the escape tunnel.
...an unwavering moral compass...
-Forget Sam. -Your ego.
Don't worry about me, warden.