Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Once through a closed garage door, but... nobody was hurt.

I'm not doing anything and I'm about to stand up.

Well, that would be sad for me. But then I could get a hedgehog.

I'm sorry. I am.

No, hold the phone. You're not telling him anything.

-I need water. -You cannot drive

That's it. On the corner.

Yeah. Turn around, walk back into the kitchen.

You don't have a license.

I can find his address for $9.99.

It's not that hard.

-What do you see? -I see Phil's shoes.

until you get your license renewed, ma'am.

This is Frances eating a corn dog on the hood of a Thunderbird.

Couldn't do what? Knock?

Please don't cross your legs, the doctor said not to.

I don't know. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

No, it's the pajamas that make it yours.

Oh, I hear you.

I'm just so afraid of losing you.

I've never seen those Robustos that you should handle carefully

I just need quiet.

I don't even know what to say.

He was. A few years ago, I heard he got divorced.

You'll get a very butch girlfriend who'll protect you like a Fabergé egg.

I looked once, but the hologram made me dizzy.

Please just drop it.

They offered him pain pills but he refused.

No, no, it's never too late for love, my friend.

What? Really? No!

-We can't move in. -I know. I'm being crazy.