Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nobody knew us when we were a duo.

Caught 10 million fishes

Johnny and I were in Seattle playing the High Spot.

On the day the babe was born

Do you plug yourself in somewhere?

You a funny boy, huh?

Well, that was very good.

Do you think you're staying here tonight?

Not a penny to my name

Night and day The seas we're darin'

If it was never new, and it never gets old, then it's a folk song.

a way to get to that place, then, yeah, it's a little careerist,

It wasn't your show.

Okay. All right. Here? Stage?

But since I don't know, you not only fucked things up

Will you do one thing for me?

L- It's not my cat. I just didn't know what to do with it.

What I thought you might want.

Come along and follow me

Uh- Yeah, no, that's... Yeah, it's fine. That's okay. Yeah, thanks.

Come wind or calm

Yeah. - I got it.

- No air up there in gravity zero - Outer space

In your hand, in your hand

Okay. I'll, uh, pay you now since I won't see you. Cash.

- Where's your hay bale? Shh!

I'm sorry. I don't know a lot about the entertainment business.

- Cincinnati is not good. - That's it, right?

Thanks. Ladies and gentlemen, thanks.

A hustler pretends he's out of his depth.

Jesus Christ, Joy.

- Downing Street. - Yeah, nice place?

- Should I? - You tell me, he's your father.

Thank you. You're so nice.

What do you mean?

'Ta!k to me more. '

Move to the suburbs with Jim, have kids.

Take your turn and watch With the other fellas

Mayoral candidate with a buncha cats…

You're Jim and Jean's friend.

"Shachtmanite?"

This car's going to Chicago Tuesday. A friend of mine is taking someone

To begin the morning

What? No, I ca- Because then it gets all muddled up into the verse.

they come in here because they wanna fuck Jim.

When I get to class on Monday And get my reading assignments on Friday

- Your friend is out back. - My friend?

On the piano, um.

I just paid my dues this morning, 148 bucks. There's the receipt.

Harry James on the radio.

It's one I grew up with.

I kept this fucking thing.

Came o'er me steafin'

Meantime, Roland Turner is a thousand miles away,

Are you going away

- And you'll pay for it? - Yes.

You can hear the whistle blow

But the laying in the grave so long Poor boy

The last words I heard 'em say:

Or maybe it won't even be that specific.

Please, Mr. Kennedy take one. And we're rolling.

- Yeah, I'm a dick, right? - That's right.

- How we doing? - We're doing great.