Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Course, if we're heading west...

- Take it. - What?

I know what you need.

Come here, Cleo. Come on.

- Good evening, Irene. Where is he? - That's him, in the dining room.

Listen, on a personal note.

You must be in exquisite pain.

- Reset, guys. Back to one. - Director...

The vein was as big as your goddamn arm.

- No! - Don't shoot!

Funny how you remember the big dates.

Like it or not, we stick together.

This doesn't make sense. Anything?

"He's got the key. What else could he possibly want now?"

Honey, you'd be the first.

Frankly, we've been counting on you, haven't we?

It's the bat shit. You get used to it.

- What are you gonna do? - I'm gonna cover the rear.

Call it in, Bob.

and I'll take care of dessert.

- I hope you're ashamed of yourself, Roach. - Not particularly, no.

Ain't a church no more.

So... cheer up.

Oh, my goodness! Oh, my God!

I think he's looking for a room of his own, Cordelia.

Not surprising. The whole area's riddled with them.

I did it, Jack. I did it.

So... you got yourself a new boyfriend.

If they spend the same money on dinner and a movie...

You mean right now?

I'm very easy to live with, I'm clean, I don't drink... much.

Actually, Sheriff...

- That's two cars, Sheriff? - That's right, Mavis.

Cordelia? You okay?

until God stepped forth and said...

You really love me, don't you, Wally?

Just the place I've been looking for.

God's doing some serious thinking tonight.

Nothing gets you fucked up faster. Am I right, girls? Am I right?

I'll get back to you.

I know this man, sheriff, and he will not do it.

- You want some? - Hell, no.

We're going down to the station and we're going to sort this shit out.

Oh! Just thinking about it gets me all hot and squishy.

I'm not gonna give you the key. You're gonna have to take it.

Check this out.

It's a simple deal, Jeryline: You let me in, I let you out.

Give me the key, Brayker. For cryin' out loud!

Hey, kid. You want a quarter?

Brayker! Wake up!

- How 'bout shotgun shells? - Not up here.

You will die. But at least we'll be together forever.

I'm sorry, mister.

Sorry for the inconvenience.