Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know. Because I'm a Communist.

- It's a dump. - Uh-huh. Got a couch?

I don't wanna Don't send me off into outer space

Ladies and gentlemen, Jim and Jean.

Oh, goddamn it. I am one lucky bastard.

It had my Masters Mate's and Pilot's license in it.

There was a sign that said, No massé shots, no coins on cloth.

This is my first show in New York.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, he's a doctor.

- No charge. - Huh?

Does she play early music?

Can I ask you for a favor?

Maybe it's, Why is nothing going right for me?

You don't wanna get anywhere. Me and Jim try.

- You still got your seaman's papers? - Yeah, why?

- No air out there, gravity... Ow, ow, ow

Friend: why do you have to bring capitalism into everything?

It's just a big fat fucking bluff.

Hey, don't be silly, you brought the cat.

I am Roland Turner.

Pick up a couple bucks.

That's okay, that's fine. Hey, where do you live, Al?

- Is it a career? - No, no. I get out in a few months.

You know, in my experience,

Oh, my God. - It's not even male.

That's what you feel bad about?

along with the, uh, pier, ship number, and the time.

lives in Far Rockaway, upstairs from the Kurlands?

I don't know, because I'm a communist

ever, have you, Troy?

Could I trouble you? My father had, um...

- Wh... it's- - Where's its scrotum?

That's what I got.

We all get a little emotional over Mike. It comes out in different ways.

I sailed a million miles

Just stick it out at the curb.

You know, you wouldn't fucking believe the rent here.

I don't know, Joy.

And I'll be dead and gone

To be clear, asshole, you fucking asshole,

If this is awkward,

- You'll play a Gibson, right? - Yours? Sure, yeah.

It's a peaceful cat. It's very contented.

Every time you play a C major, he'd puke a hair ball?

Llewyn, L-L-E-W-Y-N. It's Welsh.

We're leaving this fucking cesspool. You can have it.

Danny, your uncle's a bad man.

It's the Gorfeins' cat. Just till one of them gets back?

What train are you waiting for?

What every firm at OCI told me yeah yeah yeah

I says, Okay, does everything from Wales make you shit yourself,

Al! along the banks

which as a favor to women everywhere, you should not,

one of them like a fire hose.

I mean something old.

Here, Cowboy Chords, this would interest you.

- So it could be Jim's. - Yes, asshole.

The sooner the better.

We're leaving this fucking cesspool. You can have it.

Their cat got out. Could you leave the fire-escape window open?

- The language. - Oh, yeah, I'm sorry.

If you wanna play the Gaslight...

I've been all around this world

- Please, Mr. Kennedy - Uh-oh

Those who divide the world into two kinds of people-

Lord, I can't go back home This a-way

Why would it come back there?