Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

who was there, all that shit.

What did I tell her?

Did I saddle you with America?

- There's a bathroom downstairs. - It's me, Janice.

People told him:

I'll be sure to let him know.

while one of the dead men, Dennis Lynch of Freehold, New Jersey...

On the other hand, she's right.

Where are they gonna go next?

This is the New York Times that your friend here has delivered to him at school...

I got two kids in private schools.

- Jesus. - Yeah.

Matt, no offense, but your dad's Boxster is a Porsche with panties.

- He's gonna be all right. - Tell him he's in our prayers, etc.

And that was bad enough.

- Ade sends her love. - Right, say hello.

Exactly… What he said.

I brought my bar of soap.

You know, because it's...

You ever miss him?

I can't declare X amount of my income.

They mentioned in passing that you were doing the county book in Youngstown.

That's the lamest plan I ever heard.

At the Passaic Avenue and New Dutch Lane intersection...

My uncle definitely snapped it into focus.

I don't know anybody named Ruffalo.

Speeding, reckless driving, endangering another vehicle...

- I find them piled in his room. - Make a go of it at that new school.

No, you can't tell from here.

Yeah, he gets that stuff all the time. His cousin's a liquidator.

- Not that I'd ever tell her that. - Why not?

- especially Scotch. - Jesus Christ.

SOCKS? You gotta be high up in the corporate structure to make that shit work for you

When the fuck have I ever not been there 100 percent?

What's the charge, Officer?

Hey, how are you?

This thing is a pyramid, since time immemorial.

- He was bringing home a crib for me? - Yeah.

I THOUGHT WE WERE NABOLI DABOLI OR WHATEVER

Unlock me, give me the weapons.

I'm talking Turbo Carrera.

Jesus Christ, Carmela.

- What's your name? - Matt.

Frankly I’m depressed and ashamed