Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Get out of town. -I did. Know, what it made me think of?
Dave's afraid of intimacy.
-Can't even be straight with me. -Two and half.
Richard's told me so much about you.
That's what they said.
Maybe go fishing.
First Benny Largo, now you.
It'd be in his best interest, if you know what I mean.
I'll pay you back next time we go to Vegas.
-Not bad. -Come on, I wanna introduce you.
What are you doing here? What's he doing here?
What's the matter? Carla, come on, what's wrong?
Stop it. Stop it.
It's been a long time since I did this, David.
-I know. -Well, I guess...
All 72,000.
You'd appreciate having sibling if you were only child like me.
But look, how much you have in common, David.
-Richie. -Carla.
We're ready to start the show.
No more double entendres, off colour remarks.
It's just that...
...we might wanna consider the outside possibility...
Well, it's like this, Rich...
Good. Move, move the lamp in a foot closer, the one on the left.
I've never seen hair like that, that thick, that black.
-Dave is afraid of intimacy. -Good night, David.
Stressed out, tensed up.
She's overwhelmed.
Yeah, so was Miss Kitty.
-My partner and me. -I'd move to France.
Don't you want this relationship to get off to a good start?
You don't like the tie.
Interesting hunch.
It didn't?
-Come on, Herbert. -I don't want to.
Earth to Dave, this is Richie you're talking about.
-I'd hate to give you this cold. -A cold is the least of my worries.
...this would be within your legal right as a citizen.
What's he supposed to do? Say I fell for a hooker.