Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, what Ray is going through is very normal.
Okay, so maybe we make a little more in Michigan than the national average...
The district had a program a couple years ago. A grant.
Wolves on three. One, two, three.
I don't believe you at all. Come on, we can do better than that.
Hey, Ray? Here's an idea.
- I'm 38. - All right, then don't be so insulting.
I've lived a long life.
Yeah, thanks. I'm getting by.
Lyric bread.
I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a little preoccupied.
You always answer when I call. No excuses.
Anymore, anyway.
- Howard Koontz. - Ray Drecker.
That was lovely, Axel.
It's where I grew up.
Okay, you got it.
So for next week, your first task is to identify your own tool.
I can't even afford to buy my son a ticket to a fucking rock 'n' roll show, okay?
... came to be standing in front of this door.
This is my first day on the job.
That night I swallowed my pride...
All right, yes, I am a little shallow.
- What do you want, a parade? - Okay, Tanya, I'll see you in class.
All right.
You might wanna laminate the poem.
Nothing, Dad. It's kind of like a look, okay?
...I got my back against the wall here, okay?
...with a short poem tucked inside.
See, everywhere this little guy goes, he takes his ball of shit with him.
So I'm pretty much at the precipice here...