Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I could heat that apartment all winter, huh?

An emerging market? Video stores are a dying market.

We're not apologizing, okay? Nobody's apologizing.

Oh, yeah, dude, I hate Thanksgiving. What is that?

- because you're a lousy son of a bitch. - You're a dog!

and said that my kids wanted to see me?

- You want us to squat? - Haunch it.

- So we're just gonna lock them in there? - They're definitely gonna burn to death.

- Absolutely not. - Mash me, baby. Mash me.

- Fire escape. - Out the window.

Yeah, screw everybody else.

Can't get it to stay. There you go.

These crackers need more salt.

Let's put on some music, lighten the mood and get this party started.

It was just about making the peace-- that was all that it was about.

Yeah. Is it off-putting? Or does it look real?

I can't believe it's finally arrived.

- and then we can talk? - Then breathe, and close your mouth.

- What? - Say what?

Uh, I once broke into Dee's apartment and sniffed on her panties.

- What the hell is this? - It's a peace treaty.

Hey, you want some beef? You want some squash?

Liam, what is on your eye?

When Cass sends pics

Don't drag him into your beef 'cause I need him to focus on ours here.

- We don't have beef with you. - You don't have beef with me?

- Mm-hmm. - You realize how preposterous that is?

Yeah. It smells like smoke.

Give us a second.