Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, I'll make you a deal. One call once a week.

-We gotta work up the lather. -l won't. It's dangerous in the shower.

-The capital of Kentucky is Frankfort. -How can you sleep at a time like this?

-We'll be out of here pretty soon. -When?

I thought I was dead, only I was at the office.

He was very sick and he never got well.

We are duty bound to deliver Harry--

...more despicable than I imagined. You're a ghoul.

They gave me a bath over the telephone.

...to take care of things for me when I'm--

Look, this is a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it.

You've gotta talk to Agnes.

-A dollar a year for million years. -The lottery ticket.

Great, Maddie. I don't know what she's talking about.

Ruined a perfectly good revolver.

For a sight gag to work, people gotta be able to see it.

-Gotta make some coffee. -I gotta get my papers ready.

Hey, what are you doing here?

-Winnings? -The lottery.

-Maybe he can't. -David, you don't think--

Well, we didn't exactly ask their permission.

That's exactly all that death is is nothing.

It's a perfect match.

We just came out here to smooch. It was her idea.

You're not made at me, are you?

Now, if you were Harry Soffer, which car would drive?

-We're the Skipsquats. -We heard there was a vacancy.

David, do you smell something?

But there isn't much time.

Twelve million dollars.

Well, there's only one more place they could have turned over.

...here are my instructions. This is what I would like you to do.

Why doesn't he answer?

Want a cigarette?

And then I showed him into your office...

You want me to die with a smile on my face, don't you?

I'm not wild about Harry, David. But it must have been sad...

-No. -You were spooked.

So you were the ones that tore Harry Soffer's place apart.