Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Why would I wanna go to Chicago? - Yeah. Ha, ha.

- What? - You say that about your own father?

No, he's all right.

What is that? What are you doing?

It's what I did.

Please don't go

No, those are your categories.

What's his name? Howie.

They hung me up so high

Said he was a friend of yours. Guy in a suit.

Jesus Christ. You're kidding me.

I'm a piano instructor most days.

Troy Nelson. How are you?

- Is that part of your act? - No.

Used to, what, work with the cat'?

No, no, no, I'll bring the cat up. It's fine. I just, uh...

This one's early. Joe should like it.

Mel, there was no advance on my solo record.

- Explain the cat. - Yeah, sorry.

Uh, I do. Legacy.

but it's not going anywhere.

You'll cal! my name

- Please - Mr. Kennedy

Please give a great big welcome to Elizabeth Hobby

That's why they come in.

Man, that's great. I'm going home to New Jersey. I've not slept.

He's with my mother now.

There I made my stand

Fuck you, you fucking phony. Come on, show us your panties.

He needs to be cleaned.

They could no longer there

Like Norah's dove

This is Joe Flom. He plays in Musica Anticha with Lillian.

As we dream about The shoals

There must be someone in the five boroughs who isn't pissed at me.

You probably heard that one before.

You crashing with us?

Hey, look, I'm not a trained poodle.

- With a healthy libido - Space

This is when you recorded Shoals of Herring for Morn and Dad.

Bubble helmet Hash Gordon boots

And find my baby?

- Don't need to be a hero - Space

Friend: why do you have to bring capitalism into everything

- Where are you gonna stay? - I don't know.

That's what I do for a living. Who-? Who are you?

You can hear the whistle blow

- Where do you live anyway? - Wait, what?

It's not in here, I'm telling you.

Queen Jane lay in labor

You know that was The last thing on my mind

Please don't shoot me into outer space

I could hitch back to Fort Dix after I perform tonight.

To our apartment? It was there, like, six hours.

I'd ﬂy up the river

I used to have a partner.

- Okay, I'll let her know. - It'll have to be on a Saturday.

But I don't have what, say, Troy Nelson has?

You're gigging somewhere?

Fuck Florio. Fuck you, Pappi.

Eighty-five dollars? To replace a license?

- No. - Llewyn, why don't you-?

Well, you don't, but in jazz, you know, we play all the notes.

You say you'll mess me up?

I studied Santeria

So hang me, oh, hang me

I don't have to make those childish threats.

I cleaned it out, the house.