Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, if it did, we'd be together.
Yeah. I'll tell you, it was worth the 30 bucks.
...come on then, Sarah. - Well, we really oughtn't to, Henny.
Food should caress the palate, not grab the throat, councilman.
Zebra 3, see attendant, Market Street entrance.
Let's do it.
Music Pavilion, underground parking area.
Here we go.
I tell you...
Huggy says we'll find out when we get there.
Nutritious? Food should have an aroma, not an odour.
...are oftentimes exaggerated...
- No, I don't have a pencil. - Sir?
Why don't you convince Milty to restrict his drops to weekdays?
Yeah, but see, if we go out in that...
Ain't even enough to pay my bookie.
- Here's your paper. - Thank you very much.
His eyes are wide open and clear as a bell, kiddie. Take it easy.
But if we ever...
The police department is looking for a green Chevrolet, 1973...
Now, you help us collar them, and we might forget about this address.
Slow down!
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I can't understand it, man. We eats our full ration of chitlins every day.
...but I will promise you this:
Let me make some calls, and I'll get back to you.
Let's go.