Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE)

Because it's what you deserve.

(CROWD MURMURING) Right?

pick the pockets of hard-working folks.

All the boxes of folders, his papers.

On its way to the dumpster.

I'll be upstairs.

Let's punch it out.

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF, DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

VIOLA: Of course.

(SCOFFS) I'm just getting started.

Did I mention...

♪ I'm trying to make you see ♪

(SIZZLING) MAN: To-go order?

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

And this is my co-counsel, Cliff Main.

It was your Jaguar, your "Namaste" plate.

Well, I gotta see if this will work.

It did at first. But I get it now.

I don't know how to respond to that.

But I never even met them.

KIM: Oh, Viola. Hey. O-Over here.

BARTENDER: From California?

Here we are. My little cave.

(POWER THUMPS ON)

I can't show up looking like Leon Spinks.

Uh, you mean my wife?

Please. You... (SIGHS)

Of course. (CHUCKLES) Of course.

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(TOTO'S "GEORGY PORGY" PLAYS)

Welcome. Can I take your order?