Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, you got two more to go, buster.
I'm sorry I'm not my normal rock-solid self...
So I'm having the best round of my life...
Right.
I don't have any secrets from you, Mr. Addison.
...about two weeks ago, his marriage broke up.
-Two weeks, not a peep. -You just resent away.
Look...
I knew she couldn't stay away.
Well, are you gonna throw this guy back in the water?
...0f 175 dollars. Was it a business expense?
...and I open my eyes, Miss Hayes will be back.
Look out, look out, look out!
But a normal, rational, mature individual...
You know, I think we need some new pillows.
Nothing's going on here, Herbert.
...at the sound of the beep and I'll get right back to you.
I am tired of standing around twiddling my thumbs...
Fine. So I'll make some rumaki.
That's a beautiful lawn you have over there.
Not here.
Wasn't my idea anyway.
Just like old times.
Sir.
Not to be scrutinised by people I haven't seen in 10 years.
She's here, or I got a lot of leftover chicken.
Quarter century of schooling, and people only remember me...
Hi, this is Maddie Hayes.
Your decapitation's got a lot of overhead.
-Did you wanna talk? -Well--
You're dripping on the carpet, sheik.
-Oh, you're the one with the-- -Nice lawn.
Okay, one, two, three.
The other:
Like some-- Like some giant squid.
Look, would you rather I took you home?
What are friends for?
But I've seen From Here to Eternity.
Herbert, no one asked you to be my guardian angel.
Late start today, Dad?
-Well, how was your evening? -Fine.
-Hello, Mr. Addison. -Helps when you open your eyes...
Come on in.
...she just doesn't wanna share with us right now.
That certainly would be spur of the moment.
...it's only 50 degrees in Chicago.
Roll over and go to sleep.
...but I know that you check your messages, so listen up.
Leon is always telling customers...
-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
It's amazing what you can talk yourself out of.
Just keep your voice down, she'll hear you.
What if they're drinking $200 bottles of champagne, sir?