Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...must be left in lots L, M or N.
Oh, really?
To the people I love.
You cost him a dime, you're a fucking pariah.
You're a better man than he is. A better person.
What I do for friendship.
It's undignified.
Listen, I need a favor. We're trying to get an apartment...
I know. I won't.
How long you gonna let me go without a lawyer?
I fucking loved you.
Sure. Why not?
...like you have never fucking seen.
Open the door for Mr. Muckle, the blind man.
...where theoretically we did get back together.
Fucking pain!
Look I know you're mad, okay?
What, I gotta stand here being threatened now?
And you're gonna look nice with the short hair.
- Did you sleep? - A little.
- Hey. - Hey.
I wish you'd think about our offer, it's not a bad deal.
Last seen yesterday. He was leaving the Bing with Tony.
I'll kill you motherfuckers! I'll kill you!
I'm just saying that, you know, we're all human, that's all.
It really hit home with me, finally.
Hey, you. Have you settled on a caterer yet?
I know.
Oh, I can help you there.
- How's your thing, the...? - Just gotta keep an eye on it, that's all.
I can handle a cocktail once in a while, right?
You had your own indiscretions yourself.
Up there, when we were up at Uncle Pat's farm.
...will no longer intrude on you anymore.
That's what I call my dick.
I can drop you off, but I really can't stay.
- I'm going back to my wife. - You selfish fuck.
She lied to me. They wanted to arrest you too, Christopher.
...Tony has to think about what to do with him now, after all this shit.
Retaliation, counterattacks.
Fuck!
Want some coffee?
What's up? You hear from Tony?
Don't talk like that.
Oh, boy.
When we get settled, we'll have you guys over.
Fuck all this shit with Paulie and all. You know what hurts me worse?
Yeah?
Do you think we have you here...
- Hello. - It's me.
...that stuff will never happen again.