Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have my freedom. I have my self-respect.

...in our harebrained ideas.

Goodbye, Cleveland.

Now, why don't you get in here with me?

pot pot pot pot pot potluck place.

I'm tired of you telling me what to do. I'm in charge here.

And I'm never going back.

No, wait. That's cocaine.

...you're guaranteed to make a million dollars or less.

Wait, do you still have that Moses staff?

Or maybe I'll bring the barbershop to me.

Suffice it to say, it has to do with a traveling salesman...

If I say the word, you go back to looking like James Brown.

Have a seat, honey. My chair is a no-stress zone.

Hey, can we buy some pot?

I am here to talk to you about selling beer on the freeway.

Well, then I guess I can't help you with that.

...that doesn't mean we have to pretend Barbershop was a good movie.

No, I don't have any marijuana.

Hey, Cleveland. I'm glad you came back. I forgot to show you something.

You've given me an idea. No time to waste.

Well, here it is.