Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What do you mean, like you didn't want to jinx it?

Otherwise we'll be at the Dresden Room, so come on out and meet up with us.

Winona, Baby! Winona!

You gotta get off this respect kick.

There you two are.

What, are you nuts?

You know, and half of them are just nasty skanks who wouldn't be nothing...

but fuck her, man- you gotta get on with your life.

Changing 300. Three hundred.

I been hatin' myself for the last few days.

I mean, you're telling me that your life sucks.

That's so bad. I'm sorry.

I totally mentioned her. I totally mentioned you.

- Yeah? Which one? - Groucho.

Michael, is he clean? I want to see him!

You have no messages.

I just called to say that I had a great time...

You ever been to the Ha-Ha Hole on Pico?

You better replace the pin, Chi Chi. The natives look restless.

Oh, you're a comedian.

Dead heat after one hole. It's turning into quite a rivalry.

Now the trick is we gotta look like we don't need

They're watching you when you drive up.

DARREN, YOU ARE SO MONEY, AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW IT.

- Nikki. - Nikki. Thank you, Nikki.

I'll be around.

C'mon. man. If you're wearing a suit,

What do you say, man?

that gorilla's dead anyway.

You know, part of the reason that I moved out here

Always double down on 11

Some modeling agency. I don't know. Whatever.

Okay. I'll hit there. Okay.

Baby, you are so scoundrel, and you don't even know it.

Okay. This is the guy behind the guy behind the guy.

Me: I can’t go golfing. It’s a Monday, have so much going on at work…

It could work. I'm serious.

God, I sound like such a schoolgirl. It's just, they have this thing, okay?

Every goal you're gonna watch the instant replay?

like they were giving sitcoms out to stand-ups at the airport here.

you are so funny, and you don't even know it

That's great, man.

No, you listen to me. I'm not going, okay?

Fuckin'-A right, it's not like New York. Out here you can avoid trouble.

- Uh-huh. - Yeah.

Don't backpedal now!

Hi, this is Nikki. Leave a message.

213-555-4679. That's it. Just wanna leave my number.

This is Merton. We call him Double Down

Just like that.

What do you drive?

- And it's shivering. - You got the fucking claws!

- Yeah! Vegas! Vegas! - Vegas, baby. Vegas!

I'm glad you came out tonight. It's good to see you.

Oh, yeah-No, I mean, he would want to with you. Sure. I mean, if he...

- You don't recognize her? - Mike, I don't know.

I finally hold up my finger, like give me a minute here.

an obscure French philosophical reference?

With the cigar?

Would that-T, would that be the money?

Shut the fuck up, Sue!

I just called 'cause it sounded like your machine might've cut me off...

No. I know. I know.

I want you to run along, 'cause I'll be timing you.

That's what my friends said. But...

- You have to lay it on the table. - I don't want to bet it all.

Mike, Mike, Mike, Mike. Stop. Don't. Don't, don't.

- Why not? - It's a rebound.

Yeah. I think, you know what, man? We're gonna go to Vegas. And...

Hey, you're a fuckin' bitch! You're a fuckin' bitch!

I've been doing very well. Thank you. Thank you...

- My pleasure. - How you doin', man?

The only reason I mentioned her at all was to

I should have said renaissance. Age of enlightenment. I...

You said it was fuckin' bullshit. Check it out.

- Wow. - What's going-

I keep thinking of my girlfriend.

Disney land baby!

Don't give me that shit. You know exactly what you lost. What'd you drop?

So, okay? Thanks a lot. Bye-bye.

- They're a finesse team, bro. - They're a fuckin' bitch team. Score.

Okay, just tuck 'em under, just like this.

You know, I mean not counting what happened on the first table.

We might also check out Swing Night at the El Rey.

All right, listen. I took out $300, but I'm only betting with 100.

- Give it up for Mike. - Look, I-

I just wanna know what the advantages are.

It's like you're in on some kind of secret, you know?

Hi, this is Nikki. Leave a message.

Maybe a Glen Burnie... any Glen.

If and when I get a real gig, I'll give you a call. How's that?

You start talkin' to 'em about puppy dogs and ice cream...

Just orange juice.

I know but it's $300 dollars roundtrip, it's blood money!

Oh, Mike, please! You're the fun-lovin', outgoing party guy...

I'm not going to Vegas.

It's just that I get like this thing where I want

Shut the fuck up!

Tarantino completely bites everything from Scorsese.

And he said I looked just like her.

Oh, so you haven't told them yet.

He said, "I saw big brother come in here." Fuckin' great, right?

Yeah, I'm listening.

You asshole! What... Didn't you see Boyz N the Hood?

Against the computer with the offsides off