Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- If they didn't steal it... - They didn't!

For those of you who were solving world peace or doing brain surgery...

Chopped up some leftover chuck for Bolognese ragu.

Yeah. Every day, a few more steps.

If you need help with your homework or you need me to teach you how to drive...

Knights taking up arms against our animalistic impulses...

- Huh? - Punishment. Ground them for a year?

- Yeah... All right, I got a job. - Not interested.

They were driving a car that I stole.

Give me the ticket. Shit, I'll go.

My brother Bennie's girl?

...decided to go on a little late-night White Castle run?

You know, normal things between a man and his girlfriend's daughter.

I get convicted, I can't enlist.

Would you do that, Frank?

- Where'd you get the car? - From Steve.

Flesh and underage temptation.

Answering phones at some office in Cermak or sambaing in Rio?

Hold your horses, I'm coming.

- The jailbird? - Yeah. One of them.

Rot-gut, cheapest stuff you got in the house.

I hope everybody is good and hungry.

They might charge him as an adult. He's had scrapes with the cops.

What, because the sex is shit? Heh.

- Gallagher? And has bail been set yet? - Turk, take 12-36, man.

- Frank Gallagher! - He's not here.

Look at me. I can't go to jail. I might as well wear heels.

- Good job. Good job. - Hey. Where is everyone?

- Would you do that, Frank? Teach her? - Yeah.

If your grandmother was here, she'd say it too.

But we can't hold it against her. She's young and carefree.

That was, like, middle-of-sex, you know, love you.

What do you got there, V? What's in here?