Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're letting Ray Marcus go.
- Mister, don't try no fucking shit with me. - What?
No.
What are we gonna do, Tony?
- You and me, report your accident. - TONY: All right.
Susan,
I'm answering the questions, ain't I? Come on.
I'll go that direction.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Where were you last night? You didn't come by the gallery.
_
You're very sweet.
You should fucking kill me.
(GROANS)
Look, why don't you and I go to the beach?
It could help us sort 'em out.
Least as far as I know he ain't.
No, that's not enough. What else can we do?
RAY: Hey, I'm sorry you lost your folks, man.
I haven't called him in a few years.
(SIGHS)
He's stronger than I am in a lot of ways.
Why do you always think the worst of me?
What are you doing in New York City?
(STOMACH GRUMBLING) (RETCHING)
SUSAN: And then we find out that they don't.
Have you guys even talked in 20 years?
- No, it is not the point. - That is the point!
Coming home late at night,
He needs corroboration.
I like it better here. It's more relaxed.
What do you want me to do with Ray Marcus?
Yes.
Can you not do that? - What?
Oh, my God, it's so cool.
- Yes, I love you. - Well, when you love someone,
I mean, you're gonna work at a book store and just write a novel,
- LAURA: What? - What?
Don't you wanna put these guys away?
WOMAN 2: (ON TV) It was that thin.
Fuck.
I wanted you to be the first to read it, so I'm sending along a proof.
You underestimate yourself.
It was part of the series like eight years ago.
This is bad news. We good?
Shit, I'll call you back.
- TURK: Calm down. Hey, lady, lady, lady. - It's a flashlight, sweetheart.
and I wanna know what my daughter said.
If Lou had done that, you would have taken me in.
It's gonna be rough for 'em out there,
and because we think they mean something.
The D.A. says we don't have enough hard evidence,
Okay, then, you try. Let's go.
That's Willow and she's in her crib.
- Good. - Yeah.
playing chicken with the other cars?
No, you're right. He's not driven
Listen, man...
RAY: Hey, watch it, you fucking assholes.
It ain't familiar to you?
When someone accuses me of something,
He just hates not to win.
I mean, that's really romantic, but, like, what? This is it?
- What? - This fella?
Shit.
Now, listen to me.
(FLIES BUZZING)
Maybe give yourself some space. Just do something else.
- That's great. - Yeah.
They said my case wasn't well-prepared, was a sloppy job, slapdash,
I can't do this with you anymore, Edward.
May I ask you who you'd like on duty this weekend?
Well, I guess I want you to tell me if you've ever seen this man before.
I set the alarm.
- Can't say I do. - You remember him, Tony?
Well, you were his first crush.
Sorry.
near here called Bailey.
She also had a broken arm.
for the handsome and dashing Hutton.
(GUN CLICKS)
She has sad eyes.
Go on.
I'm sorry. Can you help me open this? I just got a paper cut.
- And you don't feel that way? - No.
No! Please, no! No! No! Please...
Why are you wearing this blazer on a Saturday?
Are you afraid to look this fella in the eye? Let him see you?
And I would like to be more involved
LAURA: Stop! Get off her, please!
No. You're wrong. You and I are nothing alike.
- All right. - We're good.
I wanna know, Ray.
And believe me, our world is a lot less painful than the real world.
if they found out their best friend was in love with them.
You're okay.
SUSAN: Edward? Edward?
I can't see him. Make him turn around.
Fuck. What's wrong with you, man?
It doesn't matter whose fault it was. Let's get going.