Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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