Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where am I gonna get a hickey from? Divorced.
They love you.
Could you just look at it for a second? Do you like it?
No. Now that makes me nervous.
Lenore, I'm sorry to interrupt.
Because I don't know what you think you've heard, Rhonda...
Maybe I'm just a bad person.
Watch it, Landgraf!
No.
Vaguely pleasant? So it was good?
Okay, okay, you get the idea.
What? You're shitting me.
Why don't you try the mocha?
Now, will you let it go and tell me how it was?
Say nice things, do nice deeds.
You never know. It's nonessential.
Isn't this nice?
Yeah, I know, I know. I'm kidding.
...but I love these kids.
Smells terrific, doesn't it?
I obsess over trivial things.
Well, you never say to yourself:
- Go for it. - Yeah?
What does this have to do with happiness?
Is it that hard, Ray, to come up with a compliment for a woman?
The world does not need to be exposed to my voice.
You know, what is the line that you won't cross?
- Yeah? - Lenore, hi. It's Tanya.
I just need to know your name so I know what to scream when you're banging me.
Coach Drecker is needed in the principal's office.
You numbed up? Okay.
Then maybe I'll let you have one of those belts you're so in love with.
- Fate. - It's not about the losing streak, Ray.
Whoa, you just said 25.
You're not gonna eat anything? You don't want some of my sausage?