Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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