Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, Manny.
...looked like a refugee. He had...
Oh, but they busted up his knee so badly...
Not a chance. Our girls don't date the customers.
Go crawl under your rock, you creep!
In the morning then.
- Kathi? - Yeah.
Police!
...is a medium-sized man with grey hair...
- Lou... - All right, I remember.
But when they got here...
- Tonight! - Who found it, Manny?
Can't remember so good. So very frightened.
- Manny. What's the problem? - What's the trouble?
Okay, just a minute, I'll get a paper and pencil.
What do you mean she left? What did you let her go for?
It's all my fault.
Now I'm asking you, think about this. Do any of you...
- How many ribs? - 200.
Well, that too.
Everybody. All six of us.
There will be a lot of people surprised if you ever make it to heaven.
...all the elements that sell newspapers and drive the citizens uptight.
Captain, if those guys upstairs are in such an all-fired...
All right? Thanks, honey.
What's wrong with the way I think?
"That must be the one, you take care of her."
Yeah, I'm listening.
We're trying to understand.
- Delano wouldn't dirty his own hands. - Oh, my God. No more killing, please.
Okay, Arnold, would you recognize this medium man if you saw him?
- Is that all? - Hey, look...
But how is it you seem to be the only one that got hysterical?
...and a crescent scar on the side of his cheek...
Phone company say, no more pay, no phone.
- Arnold. - Maybe socially.
...when you're really scared...
...who was interested in Sonja. He took her number, but he never called her.
Did anybody check the back alley?
Okay, kids, now what we've got is a medium-sized man with grey hair...
- You can pick it up when you leave. - Never mind.
Good.
- Will Birnbom let me go early? - Yeah, we'll fix it with him.
...but, now I beg of you, think...
- You mean they call you up? - No, no, no.
What crazy person writes a thing like that?
Arnold, can I have your attention? Just for one minute, please?
Nice world, huh?