Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[water splashing]

pre-fax machine/car-phone, masculine pride.

Could you go inside and get directions?

to give me any permanent damage.

♪ We can really make it better, yeah ♪

I said, Stop the car.

Your working-class ego can't handle a kid

All right, that's it. Wave it to her.

We were robbed by homebound hookers.

CUANDO LA SEMANA SE HA HECHO ETERNA…

And when the smoke cleared, almost without exception...

I don't think you know who I am.

I love you, honey, and...

[doorbell rings]

to be with her right now, wouldn't you?

[Reed chuckles]

Are you nuts? Go down the road a piece.

[phone ringing]

What do you like to do for fun?

- I do! He's single. - Why'd you say that?

with a set of tiny little genitals?

You ever heard of a telephone?

♪ As long as the sun goes up and comes down ♪

Working in the kitchen will be good for you, Teddy.

[ringing continues]

♪ We can do it together ♪

Driver: Thanks.

I choose not to.

Come and get it.

It's your mother. Come on, talk to her.

Listen, I'm flying down to Atlanta

[cello playing]

What the hell are you beating me up for?

I'm not 100% sure those undershorts

Remember, I'm your dad. I got a bad heart.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I hate his guts.

Yeah, I know. I understand.

There's only one thing he has that I want.

See, he's got this ridiculous plan

he's gonna blow his chance at my mother.

- You lied to me. - Don't talk to me that way.

Did you steal 'em?

You're an idiot.

No. No, that's okay.

My name's Doyle.

[doorbell rings]

♪ For me and you ♪

Smoke bother you?

Do you know what your mother would say

Lock up when you're through.

You're the picture's worth a thousand words guy.

So we were down in New Orleans at the Superdome

♪ But you burned your way inside ♪

[whimpers] Look up. Look up.

What do you want?

Libby, this is Natalie Standish.

Make your call. Give me some peace.

old-fashioned, pigheaded, working-class

♪ We've got to give a little love ♪

My working-class ego can handle that

♪ Your love meant nothing to me, dear ♪

♪ Ohh, whoa ♪

And you're gonna work on being a nice guy with your son

because what that missile twister can teach you,

We're going home to Hammond for the holidays.

Probably, but I had this plan.

Okay. I just think it's really sick that you'd cut my mom loose

I'm sorry. Could you step outside?

Now I gotta kill your families, too.

You're disgusting.

Partial apology if I did any permanent damage.

I still owe you one.

to my mother's taste in men.

- Yeah. - Okay, fine.

were you expecting the mailman?

Mike's supervisor is on the board.

♪ Somebody got to help me ♪

Damn! Jeez. Ahh.

♪ We've got to give a little love ♪

I gotta wonder how nuts I am.

♪ Snatch it back and hold it ♪

Man #2: I'm going back to the limo.

♪ He thanked the judge for being so kind ♪

We was living out of the back of our car.

I mean, you don't need him

So do you get along with your dad?

- Pleasure seeing you again. - [grunts]

To appease your guilt?

No, I wasn't invited last year.

Nice meeting you.

I gotta get rid of the voices!

We're gonna have some fun now.

[laughs] Right?

I'll drive the next shift.

taking my wallet, my luggage, my last cigar.

I got M-80s. I got dragon tongues.

- How about you? - Brock?

♪ Everybody knows you've been steppin' on my toes ♪