Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd be concerned if they weren't screaming at each other like maniacs.

I'm thirsty. You want something from the kitchen?

Oh shit. Is that my little Monte Cristo?

I don't. I clearly don't.

You mean a fancy pen.

♪ Everything's gonna be magical tonight ♪

That actually sounds kind of nice.

I… I don't think I can be here right now.

You really don't listen to a word I say.

Hello, gorgeous.

-Yes. -You're fucking killing it, Jay.

So, what, we're not invited?

Like an ice cube sitting on top of your hard dick.

Of the Atlantic City Saint Jameses.

Well, I, for one, can't wait to meet this Matthew stud.

-Oh my, that is soon. -[farting]

Fifteen or 50? Say it without farting in anticipation.

It's from the kosher butcher, the one with only seven fingers.

Isn't that when you took down Mike "The Manicure" McNamara?

[laughs] No fucking way.

That, I need you to respect.

Guys, please shush.

when Andy didn't want to fuck his toys no more.

Who the hell are you?

Yeah… She'll… She'll be back.

You did great, Jay.

You're a good shit, Nick MacGregor.

but now I think he might just be fucking crazy.

-Of course. -Montel.

♪ I'm going through changes ♪

I mean, yeah, I'm still down, if you are.

[chuckles] You're full of surprises.

And your oatmeal sucks.

Just pillows, bro?

Maybe we could even… [chuckles] …finish what we started in Vermont?

Barbara's gone Jew-wild for the rabbi tonight.

Did you ask Fran Lebowitz when she's gonna write another book?

Wait, you really think so?

I'm so sorry, Rabbi. I just wanted a nice Shabbat.

Are you kidding? I'm about to honk second base, right?

It's a fine line, man, and I walk that tightrope every day. [chuckles]

I guess, picture a… professor of soap?

You heard the song.