Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[sighs] But it appears we're too late on both counts.

Thousands of years, Lucifer,

Let's just settle this rigamarole once and for all, shall we?

[both chuckling]

Well, what about this?

I assume you have plans of your own.

Yes, tell us, Melvin the Magnificent.

[audience laughing, applauding]

[dramatic 1940s music plays]

She's Stompanato's girl.

I don't like folks asking questions in my club.

Jack Monroe, PI.

Aren't you lucky

[elevator dings]

[audience cheers]

An army I never asked for.

[cash register rings]

Be with you in two shakes.

Larry should have never sold Stompanato that ring.

That's what connects them to one another.

Do I look like Mister Rogers?

♪ Tell me where is the shepherd ♪

Every day with my Bill is a gift.

You don't have to make anything up.

which means the thief will be looking for a way to make it work.

Well, they moved to Des Moines, so...

I did it to make you strong, and it worked.

I might be able to get you the skinny.

Though, as far as I'm concerned, the only thing special about it is...

Just one dollar.

How may I assist you?

...a 1941 Pontiac Torpedo.

And what'd he do?

But the doctors, they can't...

let's go to the bar.

'Cause if that's the stumbling block,

-Shirley was a call girl? -Yeah.

Jack, where are you going?

It would take a literal miracle for me to want something like that,

Came... to game night. Maybe that's why she never texted me back.

I'm going to get it back.

Larry falls backwards, here,