Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do me the respect of not treating me like a fucking idiot piece of shit!

She doesn't understand!

If you're wondering where it all went wrong...

I'm cooking by candlelight. I can make anything...

And you come here and eat his steaks, and use his entertainment center.

- For the sake of the business. - Fuck the business.

I could kill her...

I brought you something.

I understand you and Agent Grasso had a colloquy about our shared heritage.

Junior Soprano...

- Call security! - Uncle Jun's in jail now.

We'll go down to a coffee shop, there's plenty of people around!

I can feel it itching me already!

To help me! You fucking bent psycho!

You know, I was passing out and they couldn't find nothing.

I wasn't named because the focus...

You'll be glad I got you out of bed.

My produce man, he's the most expensive in the area.

You haven't spoken? We left a message on your home machine.

- How's the hygiene over there? - I don't know. This is here.

Hey, what are you doing, you all right?

The pricks Junior brought to pound my ass were Russian. I was bitter.

These people have no love or compassion.

Like the man said, "Rust never sleeps."

She go vacation!

You're 70 years old. How many years you got left?

I can't just do that, lam it!

The question is, how long you gonna keep eating shit?

What the fuck are you doing?

...stretching back nearly four years.

...that nobody was incinerated to death.

The real world, real people are peripheral.

Your tenure as boss was a short one.

You tried to make it work.

Call this an intervention.

For Alzheimer's.

I learned some coping skills.

Gift from the Dellacrocces.

I know what you did.

Smells like Paco Rabanne crawled up your ass and died.

Mrs. S, what's the matter?

Go take a Tylenol