Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

As vile and low as you are, that man is viler and much lower.

My case is now totally solid.

David, it's all right, it's fine.

After all he's been through, it seems so cruel.

You'd be surprised how many guys come in here feeling a little awkward...

We can make it look like someone was after pills or syringes.

Kooky? I already tried. Cat's got his tongue.

...I'm good, but sometimes God comes along...

He puts his trademark where her bellybutton ought to be.

I want that scalpel out of this man's hands.

-Neither are you. -l rest my case.

But the potential benefits...

We talked to Mr. Hunziger. He asked us to come.

The way I figure it is, his boss is your Howard Hughes type.

But I'd love to hear your version of it.

There are two things in this world that man can't get enough of:

Some things are more important than pantyhose.

But progress is not without its downside, Miss DiPesto.

Right. And whose problem is that?

Of course, Agnes.

Think we got him?

She was put on Earth for one thing: his personal amusement.

Please, show our guests into the parlour.

Being there for that special someone.

-Why'd you do that? -I don't think this is our case.

Miss Hayes, can we speak frankly?

He took a number.

Agnes, see if Kooky here wants cream and sugar in his formaldehyde.

...gifted in this field was unable to repair his own mistakes.

Use her body for spare parts.

Let me tell you about love, Kooky.

Oops! My Bad. Sorry.

She certainly was one keen polystyrene dream though.

-I'm not gonna forget that. -Okay, David, sorry.

Miss Hayes, please, your pity only adds to my burden.

Is this guy a specimen or what?