Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She was wrong. This is a part-time position. It won't work out.
One of his old police buddies called.
He's playing goalie on the pee-wee soccer team. Chip off the old block.
Welcome to the show. How can I help you?
It's nothing big. Just little things I sense about people.
- Oh, my God! - He's fine.
♪ Hey baby, I hear the blues are calling tossed salads and scrambled eggs
- What was wrong with that one? - She was casing the joint.
All she wanted was to be remembered. Will you ever forget that story?
He's weird. He gives me the creeps. All he does is stare at me.
You follow her to work. You eavesdrop on her calls. You open her mail.
- You're a good son, Frasier. - Oh, God, I am, aren't l?
- Eddie, we're a burden. - You're twisting my words.
Oh, I love America.
No, he has worms.