Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And we're going to bet it together!
Bring me back the ticket, honey.
I don't think I'll be seeing Mr Looney any time soon. Excuse me.
- So is false arrest. - Home address?
Thank God I'm poor and don't have to worry about finishes like that!
Marty's horse looks suicidal.
Honey?
- Two! - Go! Two!
Of course, I could lose. What if I lost?
- I won't nag. - I'll always remember to call.
- He's not my friend. - He's late with some money.
You can do better than that.
We got full medical coverage. I'll be OK.
when yeha
- Yes! - Yes!
- I just saved you from a jail sentence. - I'll get you for this!
48 $50 win tickets on the three horse in the seventh race?
There's something about the sound. Diamondback. I don't know what it is.
Five of clubs.
- Jesus! - Excuse me!
Are you all right? Have some nice beer.
- Let's go, Morgan! - Morgan? I'm not Morgan!
number seven, Hasty Flier, will now be included on today's placing list.
Poetic.
- It's nothing! - If it's nothing, play it back.
Well, I haven't put up a 40-star system in years.
Looney's in trouble. He bet the Packers.
Stay.
No, no!
OK, but I won't wear the pillowcase.
Next week, it's me giving you this back.
Honey, some people like to rub me for luck.
And a little champagne. Excellent.
We are calling for trainer A J Brady.
poetas, poetamus, poetatus...
I'm going to take better care of myself.
I got it!
I love this guy!
- Excuse me, I'm taking a survey... - Big money on the four. Real money.
What is this? Social hour? You owe me, you bastard! And I'm going to get it!
Yoo-hoo, Trotter! Isn't this exciting? The flamingos, the fresh air!
- This is costing me $5,000! - Quiet!
Yeah, lightning...
- Lying son of a bitch! - Lay off him!
- Looney, Vicki. - Nice to meet you.
I got an idea to make big money. We take the tape and confront the trainer.
Don't worry. I got $100 put away for a day just like this.
- I'll save that. Take another. - You ruined it. I'll take this one.
- 58. - 850 for Looney's tab, leaves me with...
Give me a win ticket on Charity!
- I hate your guts, as usual! - Listen...
In order for you to have a bad feeling, you've got to have had a good one first.
Fleet Dreams won!
You know that? The man just said
Had the daily double!
Well, I'm not you.
My God!
I told you about my 32-star system, right?
- Or "Da Giants". - Right!
And away they go! Here comes Rock It and Moon Beams,
- We got Morgan here. - I'm not Morgan!
- Still a long way to go. - Shut up!
They're so pretty!
I believe you will.