Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

by the Mayans. They played it for centuries.
They'll never make a pack big enough to carry the loneliness of a soldier.
Watch me get the Coach on it.
Believe me, sex is not that important.
l've started writing down bits of conversation l hear in the bar.
Those guys would never just forget.
No, it's not. You think l'm too dumb to be in that book.
Not if you're a party of twenty.
Allow me to dispel your misconceptions.
l won merit badges.
Shot of bourbon.
Yep, give up sex, you might as well give up talkin'.
l meant to tell you about it but it slipped my mind.
Does that mean you have to give up...?
And l wanna dance with cheap women.
- Can l help you? - You should help me.
l'm serious, Sam. l'm not going.
No, that's called bringing it back from the dead.
He's discovered forever is a long time to go between hayrides.
Tomorrow, l'm going into a monastery.
You see, it's my last day in the secular world.
Sam,... could you turn the heat up just a little bit?
Thank you, Father.
So this is kind of your last fling?
l'll have a carafe of your house whisky.
Every ten years will be fine.
- Yeah. - The owner?
l'm gonna miss these reunions.