Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

up on my wall when I was a teenager.
(speaks Yiddish) You know, a couple things I picked up from my parents.
(whispering): Lo siento. Lo siento.
Especially if, uh, sex resulted from it, that would be fine.
is transitioning to be a man.
Yeah, by the way, what a sweater.
And get that fuckin' crusty scone out of my house, too.
Fuck you. I'm paying, and I'll see you tomorrow.
Woo!
-(grunts) Son of a bitch! -What are you doing?
-Lo siento. -Leon: Multo lo siento.
This picture is very painful for me now.
Okay.
Francisco is not here. He is mourning the death of his aunt,
La dirección de la visitación de Concepción Zarzal.
-I want to pay tomorrow. -Okay.
Stop lecturing the world on your point of view.
-In your house? -Susie won't let me.
Larry: This guy's got some nerve.
Remember that psychotic assistant I had who thought you were Harvey Weinstein?
Those aren't even apples for eating, anyway. They're decorative.
(voices murmuring)
kicked me out of it. He's banned me from it.
-It's Castilian. -Really? What's Castilian mean?
Uh, we're gonna have artichokes,
I put the same amount of effort I put into the doodle
(sighs)
I don't see him anywhere. You know what I see?
You're getting divorced. Oh, and he's gonna
I know you can, and you always do.
So he's at the visitación of Concepción Zarzal.
-What are you talking about? -It's dry.
-eating this thing. -Scones are, scones are dry.
-Taste it, will ya? -I... I'm good.
You're paying for what? Lunch?
-Thank you very much. -It hurts me to wear it, actually.
as, for decoration purposes.
You never let me pay, and I'm sick of it.
You speak six languages, Larry? Oh, my God.
I didn't order that. But I know who did!
-(scoffs) Are you nuts? -It's hard and it--
Shove it up your ass!
-What are you, fucking stupid? -I'm sorry.
-That's beautiful. That's so beautiful. -Yeah.
Oh, a spire proposal Yea, a spite proposal
-You okay with that? -Yeah. I mean, sure.
Oh, that was so nice, Jeff. Remember that?
What are you doing?
I'm having lunch with Richard Lewis. You know him?
-Oh, okay, okay. I-I must-- -What kind of motherfucker, cutting your grass?
working at, uh, Zaragoza tomorrow?
Don't, don't move. Stay right there.
I don't tell everybody, you know. I just...
I just need a doodle from you.
-Oh, yes. -The check. Thank you so much.
LO SIENTO
if they will have it, with Alice and her attorneys,
Richard: God bless you, and God bless him,
-Lo siento. Lo siento. -Leon: Multo lo siento.
I want to remind you that you are more than what happened to you.
-Just in case. -Yeah, thanks a lot.
(yelling)
-Most people don't do that. -(coughs, clears throat)
-Yeah, but I need you-- -That's how apples are eaten.
what would I want someone to do if I were on the other side.
-There's no doodles here. -I think--
it just smacks of, I'm sorry to say this,
-Francisco. -Larry.