Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My god, it’s getting worse.
ROGER: That's it.
How about 10K? The divorce was kind of hard on me,
but I can't do this?
Roger, love is mutual,
(grunts) Don't you hate that we're two separate people?
Oh, please. The Deadliest Catch?
Hup! Hup!
I opened up my soul to you, and when you rejected me,
You just got a job singing in my lounge.
(sobbing)
I can't, I can't believe I was going to take your skin off.
Could you check in the back and see if you have it in red?
Hello, Mark Burnett? This is Roger Smith.
(sighs)
It runs on carbon, oxygen and potassium.
Ha! What're, what are you doing?
You're looking at my boobs?
Yeah, she is kind of a piece of crap.
(screams)
WOMAN: $17.99.
What's going on here?
Or a baseball thrown by superstar pitcher Randy Johnson.
Whoa, started too low.
My dear Lord.
In Hayley's defense,
I'm sorry! Something snapped in me.