Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ritchie how are you?

Come on. I made that up for you, baby.

I love you sonu No

I'm sick of this.

Whoa whoa You got the best of my love

I’m feeling a little guilty now

I wanted things to be straightened out.

Can I borrow $50? I need my car fixed.

I'm sorry, we're out of cheeseburgers.

Come and fucking get me.

You're fucking crazy. You're fucked up.

At least we get more names on our list.

Fooled around and fell in love

Hello from the ants that feed on dried blood

Faggot fucking hairdresser!

- Uh-huh. - It's my favorite song.

You think you're the only one with feelings?

You are, you know.

Boston Red Sox.

Now I got a case of blue balls. You happy?

I'm never gonna cheat again, I swear. I'm gonna see a priest.

- Come over here. - Dee, stay where you are.

We'll check him out.

He fits the police profile. He's got weird religious beliefs.

- We're famous. - Let me see that.

I mean, fuck living in the house.

I want you to ring the front doorbell. You got that?

and he's doing it today.

This is the corner of Bleecker and Bowery.

head of the .44 Caliber Killer Task Force.

Do you know where...

What am I supposed to do with that?

Baby, look what I got for you. Fucking flowers.

I learned from your mother, dick.

Don't blame the pills, you fucking lesbian whore.

Know that song Baba O'Riley?

Today things are much different.

I know what we gotta do.

Yeah, I'll tell you.

I'm gonna see a psychiatrist. I know I'm sick, baby.

I can turn it into a palace for 50 bucks.

All right. I'll help you guys, okay?

Drop that stupid accent and talk to me for real.

By the time you get to the altar, you might say I did, instead of I do.

Grazie. Grazie.

What's going on with you and Ruby?

Con Ed don't know nothing.

There was something in the air that night

What's with the attitude on this kid?

- All right! - Get the fuck outta here.

- Put some clothes on. - Morning? It's 3:30 p.m.

struck again last night,

Please be safe.

Excuse me a minute, Atwater.

Give me more reasons to hate your ass.

- I told you once. - I'm sorry.

Richard, how about working for a living?

What about Johnny Nasso?

Let's not talk about it.

Tonight's your night. And my night.

Get him out of here.

All right. Where do you wanna go?

Where's this club, CBGB's?

I'll come by and help you decorate it.

Where were you last night? You shoot two people?

Okay. I will open the door.

Listen to him, Vinny. Just listen to Joey T.

If he caught your license plate...

I gotta get outta here. I can't take this anymore.

Take a fucking walk and leave him alone.

Yeah. It's coming. It's coming right now.

I heard it before from you and got in trouble.

He ain't the fucking Son of Sam. They caught the killer.

No Blacks, no Jews and no gays

New York. The city that I love and hate equally.

since you've been with him, maybe you could tell me what he likes.

We're gonna see Luigi now.

sounding like a British fag.

He's crazy. He had this look in his eyes.

Make up some excuse and let's go somewhere.

You give us 22 minutes, we'll give you the world.

You perverted sick fuck.

Are you saying that if I cheat on Dionna,

I like that name. Is it French?

It's going to be very exciting as usual.

I need some smoke.

Don't look at that scary guy. Come here.

I'm fucking busy. You can ride your cow to the subway.

Look at this fucking creature crawling out of the bay.

My aunt says he looks evil. He's got these weirdo eyes.

You and Dionna having kids?

Keep talking like that,

That's what you are, a real jerk-off!

The Duke of Death.

Right now. Let's pack up and get the fuck out.

That sick fuck is sewing a sentence of six consecutive terms of 25 years to life.

Want to fuck me? Sheri, do you want to fuck me?

This is what I'm talking about.

What's Reggie's number?

- To the Yankees! - Yankees!

Gentlemen, good morning. Gentlemen!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- Is the heat getting to you? - No. Listen.

- Come on. - Go back home, pretty boy!

No, I'm not in the business.

Vincent, it's the middle of the night. What's the matter with you?

or was I pre-programmed at an early age to respond to liking them?

Bad thing. Real bad thing.

Clap your hands

talking about the daughter I used to have.

I fooled around and fell in love

and that the city that never sleeps has come to a standstill.

And don't wear it out.

on Burke Avenue in the Bronx.

You know butt-fucking, 69, doggy-style.

Shut that dog up!

An eyewitness noticed a parking ticket under his windshield as he left.

So why didn't you come in to say hello?

Enough, enough.

- Closed? - Yeah.

It could be me It could be you

- What the fuck did I do? - It's what you're not gonna do.

But it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing

Wait till they grow up.

You know who wrote that?

You're doing the right thing.

These little town blues

Good evening. This is John Jeffries, Eyewitness News.

You're not sorry that I trusted you and you used me.

When you met me

I'm here at the corner of 125th Street and 5th Avenue...