Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He'll lead us to the money. We've got to follow him.
You know, you guys really live in a nice chapeau here.
-Your intelligence? -Have I ever let you down?
What's going on here?
Besides, we have a little shopping to do before the....
I only have the ones I'm wearing. You can forget about that.
That's wrong. He wasn't my friend, he was Richie's friend.
The only one who can get in is Bernie Lomax and he's dead now.
Just twist the knife a little deeper, why don't you? Just twist the knife a little deeper, why don't you?
Sign the card, please, Mr. Lomax.
Good job.
Sure.
No. It's just for his personal effects.
She obviously wants you.
-You said I could drive. -Okay, here's your chance.
Where'd he go? How the hell could he fall out of the car? This is ridiculous.
It doesn't belong to anybody.
Let's see what we have.
-No way! -There are some nice guys in this--
Follow my conjure precisely for the magic to work.
-Estate. -Estate. Whatever, okay.
Mobu lady, we held up our end.
-Do you need us anymore? -I've got some papers here to sign.
-I'll get the bag. -All right, I'll get the car.
This guy, too.
You're the ones that discovered Lomax's theft from the company.
Ok. So I'll have to do the little computer thing.
You know, for a dead man he's very buoyant.
I think the toothache idea was very good.
No, that's definitely out. That ain't gonna work.
Is it great, or what?
-Really? -Yeah.
-Don't get depressed. -Jerks.
-Was that a great meal, or what? -Yeah, lovely.
-You're gonna turn into a chicken. -I'm starving.
Come on.
So, your daddy, he's a voodoo doctor? I see.
All right, number one hundred sixteen.
-Thank you. -No sweat!
Thank you. It's not for me, though.
What? No, you misunderstand.
How do you like that? What kind of idiots would steal a dead body?
He's a wonderful listener.
I walk all my dates to the door. Let me tell the taxi driver, I'll be one minute.
The things I've got to deal with! I did everything according to Mobu's manual.
Be cool.
Go back to New York. Carry out these instructions.
He's doing good. He's doing good. Go, B.
Am I the only one alive who was not in the conga line?
Forget me? Brenda, sit down.
-What? -Chicks....
Your uncle?
That's a problem.
I've got Bernie's license. How hard can this be?
He can't hear the music under the water.
Come on, I got a really bad headache and I really don't.... He's not in the fridge?
Doc, maybe you better come along with us. This guy is nuts!
-What? -Good time?
Voodoo, hoodoo. I told you.
-Taxi! I just have one question? -What?
We'll do that. You have a nice lunch.
Go!
Here he goes.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
...you'll see some of the most beautiful coral formations in the world.
I should have known.
Then Mr. Lomax invited us to his beach house to discuss the matter.
Grapes.
-You lost them? -Not exactly. Anybody could have.
-Not this one. This one's with me! -I'm sorry.
None that's gonna admit to him, anyway.
I'm gonna nail those two little shits.
Here he is.
-Stick your hand through this thing. -What?