Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-This kid's a prodigy. -Gonna have to cut cards

But you got to have a drink-- your drink.

I hadn't been to New York City to see his face on billboards and buses.

It's Christmas in Connecticut, with a Volvo.

It's just not romantic or sexual.

See this? This little compartment in your wallet, right?

Orders a well Scotch neat.

JR is a writer.

That's how most jobs work.

What, are you fucking stupid? You want to die?

I cannot offer you a position as a reporter.

We don't want ya.

and you sit there looking for errors in baseline perception.

and you'll be registered to win $500.

when the committee meets to consider a trainee,

and write me a ten-page paper.

-I thought you were... -You-you want one?

(typewriter keys clacking)

Some people build houses. We build dwellings.

I guess you think you're a man now, huh?

Minion. Eclectic.

I didn't need Sidney.

Anyway, long story short, I picked Venice.

And one of the things she always loved to do was ride around

I don't think I told you over the phone

edited and translated by me.

Publishing is going more towards memoir.

-If you're tricking me, I'll kill you. -Read it.

-Good luck. -(sighs)

and spend all their money and throw back

-Yes, about you. -(chuckles)

I'll see you on the flip side.

Why does Grandpa say we should all clear out?

I'm-I'm not here. Whoever...

Maybe you forgot.

Nothing in my mom's life came easy.

And over all these years,

(Jimmy chuckles)

That's a relief.

-(radio clatters) -(broadcast cuts out)

I just don't want a relationship.

Well, I see y'all started the party without me.

Very impressive. No identity, hence identity crisis.

The first half of the Iliad.

No. Men who want things are.

It's not for you to help me pitch.

-What? It's okay. I don't have lipstick. -I mean...

You have to prove it, at least to yourself.

or in Holland or whatever, things are different,

(sighs) The Family Gazette.

Just not romantic or sexual.

and said he put a contract on my mother's life.

Come on, Chaz, back 'em up on me.

Why'd you marry him?

You want to be a disc jockey when you grow up?

(dog barking in distance)

-(phones ringing) -(heavy, indistinct chatter)

I always love to see you on this train.

SIDNEY' Do you like scones, JR?

-Uh, somewhere south. -Mm.

who's nothing more to you than a voice on the radio.

Well, they didn't offer me that position.

I'm not the maid.

Was Yale out of your league?

And I will pick you up at your grandfather's at30.

I said you can ride the fucking bike.

-(laughing): You're a copyboy? -I-I get sandwiches. I...

Thinking things are more than what they are.

The thing is, that day, I felt like I had.

All right, give me a hand.

We can handle that. We can handle anything.

You can have any name you want.

I mean, I just feel like Sidney's so up here

Poor old guy's probably climbing the walls.

You sure there's gas in it?

You want to study together tomorrow?

Unless you can take me.

That movie made a man out of me.

You take care of your mother.

Nah, it's "Junior."

Too late, Chief. Too late.

I don't want to have the same name.

If you have a father complex, it's kind of a red flag.

(indistinct chatter)

Let's go back and get graduated.

-She did. -There you go, numb nuts.

so everybody gets to know each other better.

It's a house bike. I took that bike out of the dump

...falling into place.

You understand?