Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Shouts, Indistinct]
[Young Jack] Liar.
[Older Man] He's in God's hands now.
Come on. Go on.
Nice. Nice. Ηarder. Nice. That's a good right. Let's see your left.
[Father] I tithed every Sunday.
[Young jack] What was it you showed me?
Where were you?
[Birds Chirping]
Forgive.
[Shouts] Aah! Aah!
You're gonna have to keep that watered.
- [Mother Crying Quietly]
[Dog Barking In Distance]
[Father] No- [Young Jack] Dad.
I didn't know how to name you then.
I see something.
It was they who led me to your door.
[Mother] Went for a ride in a plane once.
[Bird Chirping Softly]
Always you were calling me.
Frank Johnson.
Whoo!
something important to say?
[Engine Roaring]
[Young jack] What have I started?
Stick it in there.
What'd you do today?
seven, eight-
What did you say?
[Elevator Beeping]
[Father] Subjective point of view. You know the difference?
You interrupted me. I wasn't done yet.
In what shape?
It finds reasons to be unhappy...
Get him out of here.
Come on. Get your pencil out.
[Father] Bless these boys.
Watch out! Watch out!
[Boys Chattering, Shouting]
Chinese? Know what that- That's Chinese.
[Boy Laughs]
Wasn't he?
[Clattering]
[Young Jack] Follow me.
Shh! Please. [Whining]