Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-David.... -Maddie, I know.
When I was growing up, we had this great big sheepdog.
-What? -I'm trying to tell you...
Grabbed a man by the lapels? It's okay, I enjoy it.
De-Daved him.
...there's an Emily Greydon here.
Not necessary.
Maddie...
Those people are supposed to be working out there...
I bet you I can act like a mature adult for two weeks.
Again with the employees? Mad, they love me.
This seemed like a fairly painless alternative.
Seven minutes.
I knew you couldn't do it.
Fifty thousand dollars! I can't believe we did that.
Come on, move it, dipstick.
She's already had a few surprises.
Three minutes.
Do you think this ruins the lining of the suit?
His luck...
It seems so wrong. We should have told her the truth.
Just when you think it's awful...
Sorry to spoil the party.
I've never seen a man die before.
What hurts most is that you are the same person you were...
A hundred thousand dollars.
Singing!
The smell of an armpit, roar of the crowd.
Fine.
...drop money as you enter tunnel, he's at the other end."
-Quarter. -You can give me the voucher later.
You wrote those notes.
I mean, this man walks into this bar with a duck under his arm.
Not necessary?
-It will be fine. -Oh, yes, please.
I'd like it very much if you would leave now.
They'll think it's D-day around here, damn them.
He was a professional albatross.