Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Run away. Don't mind watching the store at all.
-Unsullied, unknown. -A virgin.
You of all people deserve to know the truth.
I'm not sure I understand how.
Yo, Burt.
...and I will have to live with the knowledge...
See you upstairs.
The truth is I would've been on time if my cab hadn't got in a wreck.
I'm working on that, but I'm here now.
-Well, he was wrong. -Oh, Lydia.
What is going on?
Someplace where I could make a difference.
Even got an AM radio.
The bar on the corner of 23rd and Del Fuego.
-You don't drive a car like that. -Why not?
But in the heat of battle, I guess I chose not to notice.
Varsity.
They're cute, but hard to breed.
An attorney, the one I told you about.
It's the furthest thing from a no big deal, it's trivial.
-How does it feel? -Clammy, I hope.
You're in the way.
I'd like know what reason you have for thinking I'm not generous.
-...tells you I'm not a good lover. -You're an okay lover.
Betty, will you excuse us for just a moment, please?
If my life gets any more interesting, they'll have to chain me and give tours.
Mostly I'm busy at the office, but every now and then.
No, I can talk to Betty. You should take a spin in your new toy.
-April 9th. -November 27th, me and Jimi Hendrix.
When it comes to finances, you're a nitwit.
-I understand you. -Good.
...you do not know how to enjoy the fruits of your labour.
A man buys a gift to show his appreciation...
That's your trouble, David. You think hot sex cures everything.
-I mean the car. -Oh, fine.
I don't know.
Yeah, my money.
Your client pleads irreconcilable differences...
The kissing. I was talking off the top of my head.
Did a pretty good little job acting up there in the office.
I understand. I don't agree, but I understand.
David, you didn't.
There has to be or you wouldn't have said it.
The whole point of dating is disinformation.
I left them rolling around in the grease.
-I don't throw money around. -Neither do I.
-Where did you dig up this bulldog? -Oh, now just stop it.