Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So I wouldn't have to pay the money? That's ridiculous.
- That guy's a freak. - I think I struck a chord.
- Good. - Yeah?
- He's been weird all lunch. - What the hell?
Here we go. Beautiful.
I knew you'd open up a can of worms just by starting to ask him.
Are those from your mistress and you haven't told me?
That's one of the reasons that, you know, we were late.
600,000 people died in the Civil War.
Not a penny, until, like, he's actually dead.
I mean, I wish my worthless son could get into something like that...
Hi, Carol. I'm so sorry.
What did you do? What the hell did you do?
- NRDC. - NRDC, whatever the hell it is.
And he's left me the money in his will.
You'll find out.
- You look terrible. - It's awful.
I love you. I love your confidence.
He is down there flushing my fucking life down the toilet.
- Honey? - What?
- I didn't make anything happen. - You kind of did.
No, I mean, I'm just shocked to see you here working.
Ancient Japanese custom.
I'll see you Tuesday.
NRDC? What the hell is that?
You're the only one that can fix it, you know?
- There he is. - There he is. Okay, let's get going.
Yeah, go me.
- It's very important to me. - We wouldn't treat you casually.
Hello, sir, Joel Reynolds.