Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why is that so hard to believe?
-Look I just wanted to put it in his face! He can't do that and get away with it.
It didn't seem to make much difference when I told them they could keep the money.
-Uh, nobody, sir.
You're scaring the patrons.
-All right.
You watch the last four seconds?
-I don't know.
-No, thanks anyway. I'm still a little sore from the last time.
-He's my friend, Ray.
Excuse me for a second.
-Uh, one more thing. My card.
-He's relentless, isn't he?
-Mark!
only they're a lot richer, nastier and more obnoxious.
...no.
which I sincerely doubt, I would appreciate it if you'd leave my establishment.
-You're making a lot of excuses for this guy, Benny.
-It's twenty below!
-Of course.
-You could drive it 8 feet in.
-What a jerk, man. Now I'm going to run him down and bust him.
but it would appear that you're doing this on purpose.
Seeing your face on them made me, uh,
-You're not a cop?
-Ah, he sounds like your grandmother, this guy, eh?
Canadian.
I've been down at the forensics lab wasting mine.
Now uh, Antonioni was working with film. You guys are stuck with tape.
-And that's just from today. So you're a friend of Mark's, huh?
-Turk Broda, big time bookie. Matches description, same with the car.
-Some people might consider that to be strong motivation to take the money.
-Take the money, he loves to spend it.
-Well, you've traveled a long way since then.
-Sixteen thousand fans screaming in unified hatred against one man
You remember Henry Duckett?
-We're a man short.
-Come on in, Detective.
You're suppose to be watching after me -- where the hell were you, anyway?