Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The white-tailed prairie dog lives at higher elevations...
It's frustrating, I know.
- Believe you me. - Let's not get into that right now. Okay?
- You never played college ball. - College?
naturally i want my taste... Retroactively
It's a TV program. A movie.
Never enough body count for Lorraine.
...she said there's a situation in our family that's gotten out of hand...
Man came by and said he was gonna cut the lawns.
...95.5, WPLJ in Brooklyn.
Make it a grand, for the pain and suffering.
What are you doing?
- It was very hurtful. - Tony, relax, it's not a big deal.
Why does it gotta be something mean?
The Sopranos have two bosses.
I lettered in football.
Hello? I was picking up your daughter.
Yeah, you got a fucking horseshoe up your ass, you.
And what do you do? You kick up to Little Carmine?
Start with controlling your wife.
Let's go, chop-chop, pay the woman.
Jerry's my fucking customer. For years now.
What are you asking him for? He never had the makings of. Varsity crane operator
When the granada ma walks in and you low-key jorkin it to furry porn
...even with your bum wing.
Good thing for me, then, that what you’re ready for don't mean oogatz to me!
Maybe you let him keep Lorraine...
- Judy has brown eyes. - What's that? My trial?
This fucking Johnny. He wouldn't even let the maggots get on Carmine...
What's this, the fuckin UN now?
Did I tell you not to say that?
Got 16 stitches. You got 15 years.
She never had the makings of a varsity principal.
- This looks great. - Thank you.
It's like paradise. I eat like a Pharaoh and got my own room, cable TV.
Jeff never had the makings of an Olympic athlete
Where's your car?
Some men in a Cadillac. He was mowing a lawn on Kimball Street.
Hey! Come down here!
She can't get up off the couch...
Get out. Go on. We're working here.
I'm trimming a lawn.
Poor fucking jannies... vafangool!
Sean McCole never had the makings of a varsity athlete
Trying to pawn this shit off on me?
You Gary?
Lucky you know me.
- He's an important man. - Why is he bitching to you about shit?
- Yeah? - So you give me a token.
What's the matter?
What the fuck you doing?
Philly! Joey, look. Okay, okay, okay.
Some friends of ours.
And tomorrow morning, Earl Williams dies and makes a sucker out of us.
You always were a lucky fuck.
- You don't know the eyes. - I know the eyes...
Something I've been meaning to get straight.
I have a boner.
- Why am I on there? - Holy shit.
Eat your scones. I'll straighten it out.