Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then go ahead and expel me.
I'm going for me.
Look, it's not my usual job.
...but I really love her.
She was afraid that the stress would cause her to relapse...
- Dad... - Look, I've been a terrible father.
I'm right here.
- I never took you for a thief, Cohen. - I didn't steal anything.
What would you say if I told you you didn't have to?
...because it's not the only reason why I came over.
She's not answering her cell, and if she's not with you...
Are you saying I don't get anything?
You need to listen to me. Let me and your father handle this.
Could you imagine what he wrote me back?
I'm so sorry I scared you.
I'm not. If anyone understands trying to keep a family together...
He asked me to give this to you.
I mean, I am leaving, but I'm not leaving you.
- Thanks. - Yes, thank you.
Come on, let's go find your mom.
- I'm getting kicked out? - No.
James...
You can, and you will.
- Charlotte told me this would happen. - What?
What about the business?
Whatever you need to get better.
- Taylor Townsend? - Jack Hess, nice to meet you.
I did. Why? Does it suck?
That 2100 thing sounded pretty cool.
We're tabling a motion: turkey sausage or pork?
Well...
But I never felt safe with him...
We stick together, things will be okay.
Something to remember you by...
And until then, it seems like all I do...
What happens now?
From what you've told me about your dad...
...so let's just skip the niceties, okay?