Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why?
I don't wanna hear it. Unless he killed somebody, you're on your own.
Janairu 23, 1995
It's your right to seek other counsel if you so choose.
Sir, I appreciate the primer in DNA evidence analysis.
If he'd meant to hurt her, he would have.
Doesn't add up.
No further questions, Your Honor.
- Hmm? - Up my ass.
...to bind this over for trial.
The preliminary hearing is set for next Friday.
Oh, my God, there he is. Look.
Is there something I can do?
Order.
Palmer?
But no, no, routines are important. Close the door. Go.
...the most selfish and the most generous person I know.
Hey. Thanks.
...and you always will be.
- Ah! Don't you do it when I do it. - Ha, ha.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
followed me into the pisser to unload...
Yeah, baby. I wish you'd met her.
Don't worry, everyone. I got it.
Hank!
Fill it up.
We caught it too late to cut it out.
Your mother insisted that he try.
- Your mother nailed me for it. - Mm.
...you enter the mini-mart...
- You got my Bit O'Honey, old man? - Check it out.
That's what that was.
Same willful disobedience...
I wanna hold the presentation of evidence until I've taken testimony...
- Yes, this is my place. - What did I bust into it for?
You will be fine. You're something else.
- Not in this house. - Dad! Shit!
God. Okay. There?
D.C.? Georgetown?
Hey-
- Oh, maybe I'm gonna strangle her. - Ha-ha-ha.
Punctuality issues, equal confidence in bloom...
...stick with it.
For how long?
I don't know what to do. What would you do?
Oh.
Just lost your wife?
Shit-for-brains, am I speaking Korean? Stop the goddamn car.
My wife just died.
Oh, I know that look.
But you never came.
I was gonna say Welcome to Carlinville.
...that's a pretty big old boy, on a steel bicycle.
Why?
All right, speed it up, man.
Here it is. I met Carla at the tavern. Blind.
Anyway, for what it's worth?
Overruled.
...and extract the truth from your ass...
What's her teacher's name?
Dad, you were cute once.
Uh, what is that? Can you help me?
Who gives a shit? You'll die in prison.
Thank you, Your Honor. No further questions.
Now, was I tough on you? Yes.
Janairu 31, 1995
...how would he know?
His condition is advanced.
Wow. This is a lawsuit right here. Don't get sued before you lose your next case.
For all I know, I never hit anything or anybody!
Listen to me. Ulysses S. Grant held this country together.
Uh, just so you know...
Check, sign and date.
To slap a bag on it.
You're a big boy.
And he still goes there every Wednesday to play chess with Doc Morris.
Nothing I can't handle.
Janairu 20, 1995
There's no route from the mini-mart home where that makes sense.
Valpo? Valparaiso? It's, uh... Ugh, Mom.
...all the people that stood before you, the leniency...
Febrairu 9, 2011
...and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
- Oh, shit, that's Mrs. Blackwell. - You killed my son!
It's called chemo brain.
See you in hell !
Murder?
Straighten it out. Back, back, back.
We'll see you there, Hank.
Dershowitz?
What was your reasoning?
...I feel like I should prep you before you meet Grandpa Palmer.
Not my... My brother?
See? He's playing chess.
Hey, don't I know you?
Depends on the verdict.
She and I stayed close. Gee, I just saw her Tuesday.
I'm gonna get a coffee.
I found her by the hydrangeas.
There's no we here, Henry. This was an accident, period.
You asking me if I believe in God?
Then you can say goodbye to your dreams of flags flying at half-mast when you're dead.
Yeah. Whole force out, huh?
There's your bumper sticker.
Who's got the felony DWI?
Morning.
- Why, Sam? - Why?
I also clerked two years for Justice Roberts on the Indiana Supreme Court.
Huh.
Janairu 1, 1995
- Got you. - Mm-hm.
I don't know why you're not hanging off a mountain with him right now.
- Where you going? - Get some air.
oxycodone-paracetamol in his blood. Percocet.
It's not really ready yet, but...
Yeah, why don't you show us what you've been working on?
Brownie meetings are which night? Soccer?
We don't want a lot of caterwauling.
Mysterious ways.
I see.
That's a stage.
Yeah, I'd love to walk out on it, but I can't.
Grace and I are here if you need anything.
Janairu 2, 1995
No mother should have to bury her child. Thank you, ma'am.
But you'll have to do so after you've completed your testimony.
...for a change of venue?
Might cost you your job.
That one.
Army who?
I'm gonna impale your client on a first-degree murder charge.
Febrairu 22, 2011
You were headed down the wrong path. I did what I thought was right.
- That's awful! - He says, Jump, you say, How high?
Damn it, Hank.
You know, uh...
- You're welcome. - Fuck.
Nothing changes.
Yep.
You read that.
Bound by his wishes or his vanity?