Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You think? - Yes...
You just got your butt kicked and didn't fight back. Dude, you really are a Cohen.
...I kind of like this place.
How come you're not going?
- I mean, you're with Luke, right? - Right.
It's the day when Newport's most accomplished young women...
I could... Do you want me to...?
...but as a deposit into his personal account?
Okay. Good.
She broke my mom's heart. You won't break mine.
Late court date. Gotta take advantage.
You know, work has been so crazy. But what's going on?
Cotillion rocks.
So we're gonna have to pull $250,000 out of the investment account.
God, Luke, you're such an idiot.
Holly's hosting this thing for the debs out at the beach house.
- I can't ask you guys to do that. - You don't have to. We're asking you.
- So which credit card should I use? - The MasterCard.
Neither do I. I just move well.
...and I haven't pissed my wife off quite as much as I have today...
Are you...?
That's it. I'm done. I'm sorry. Chock-full of quiet now.
Hey. You're...
Did you want me to...?
Yeah, well, even so.
You lost a bet. You lost a bet. You've got to pay up.
And now, ladies and gentlemen...
Do you know what girls find sexy?
- Get off me. - Go outside.
...make their debut into society.
- Oh, really? You think so? - I do.
I haven't seen you in a fight since...
Just stupid cotillion stuff.
- How much do you need? - It's $100,000.
If it's true, I just need to hear it from him.
- The fitting area's back there. - Thank you.
I can't believe you're not coming.
Ryan, we're white knights, okay?
Why don't I just help you out.
In case any of your girls needed a last-minute escort.
Jimmy, where's my money?
...had an appointment with my personal shopper.
We've all talked about it, and we want to be your legal guardians.
- A quickie, huh? - Julie.
Okay, Seth. You can come out now.
One, two, three.
And we should clean all this out so that you have room for some of your...