Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What's your name? - Sam. Change.
l decided to get my balalaikas out of there.
l miss one digit, a company goes in the toilet.
God, l've missed you.
How could you do that to that poor woman?
You?
You see, l thought there was a fire.
You got a problem with that?
- He compounds it by lying. - No lie. l swear, nothing happened.
Come on. What's the big deal? We're all adults, aren't we?
No. l was bored.
Rebecca, thank you. lt was wonderful to see you again.
What did Sam do to you?
And if l get home and you've flushed the car keys again, you've had it.
l don't have to play smoochy-woochy with my superiors the way you do.
- How's that, sweetheart? - That's much better. Thank you.
Rebecca, l'm sorry.
Those dismal Russian poems. They don't even rhyme.
RIP
Coach. Listen.