Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The ones that we walk past every day.
allow him to believe in a generous nature, then rob him blind every time.
Why'd you give her this?
Purslane Hominy Will.
Women wanted him.
Have you no respect for the dead?
- Juice? - No.
"Your singing touched my soul. Bobby Long."
Purslane Hominy, sit up.
He's writing a book about me.
Because I miss her, I guess.
Ray said she came in early this morning. Used the phone.
Yeah, she and Junior was our best night here, when they wasn't bickering.
"I was only one of hundreds who came religiously twice a week...
when I dedicated the rest of my life...
- Did you graduate from college? - Yes, ma'am, I did.
Why can't I study in bed?
Besides, they're gonna take them off anyway...
"With my whole heart under your hammer
- I've missed you so much... - This letter says as of July 1...
and New Orleans, all this...
Last night was a blur. I don't know what was said.
something.
- "Chapter 2: I got up, I got drunk..." - Lovely and witty.
Because she's a young woman.
Piss right now.
The truth is, I wish I could see them. I miss them like hell.
She needed a better man.
Christ, he had me so convinced of my own grand destiny...
This is beer and tomato juice.
I wasn't sure exactly what it was...
Merry Christmas!
I taught them. I was their father.
Take away the bottle, take away the genie.
That's just fucking brilliant, Lee. Get out!
Did anyone ever tell you that you smell like a Parisian woman in springtime?
No. Should we get him up first?
Well, sort of.
No. Oh, God. How?
the pretty little house Lorraine was fixing up for me...
Let me tell you what the deal is.
"I just want to breathe in every day.
- Me, too. - Me, too.
That she was putting on her eye shadow and talking to me in the mirror...
An unwelcome visitor that shows up long enough...
I mean, if it wasn't for me that night...
Why?
All right, let's get you into bed. Come on.
I never understood why she would want me to live with y'all...
No.
You drink too much.
- Go ahead. - We gotta quit.
And from his grave grew roses red
The date's right.
Would you let me read your book sometime?
- We could have spooned together. - Save it.
Georgianna went a half hour ago. You're gonna miss it.
It would conspire against him...
I don't want to sell our house. I love our house. I just...
There's too many people...
Glad you came, honey.
Lawson and I are two-thirds, and you are only one-third.
Like a family.
Too long, and not long enough.
mine included a lot of talk...
Don't forget to use the cuddly bear stuff.
Is this really your idea of an apology...
As opposed to the piece-of-shit life that we had?
and you will respect me!
You still are.
So it was a little pink. I'm not going.
Well?
So you came here?
The wife who's smart enough to get rid of you, or the kids you never fucking see?