Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why?
That even if God's dead, you'll still kiss his ass.
It's a limited distribution, numbered draft.
- No neighbor of mine. - What did you hear on that?
This is the way you write a script!
This is the first project I brought in to Jon.
This is a closed set. No visitors, no press, no friends of Jon.
He's about to shoot his load, reaches down to start fingering...
- Elbow up. Keep it straight. - Coach is having me pull.
Don't do it.
What were you thinking?
But that don't give him the right to mouth off.
I think the kid's onto something.
...he came with me every day.
The roof is soft tar!
You motherfuck, I'm the kid's sponsor!
Jesus-fucking-Christ, watch out, man!
Coke and a slice.
Wait a minute.
- The acting? - Know what was good acting?
Make your parents happy. You got your health, your family...
- Okay, cut! - That's a cut!
Roll sound!
So you like my script?
Would it be so frigging horrible to attend a premiere?
Runs in the family. They have to get him a guide dog.
...in Atlantic City, on the 14th of this month.
When you're married you'll understand the importance!
When Frankie says, "I don't know whether to shit or go blind"...
The she-male and the acid!
You want to see my shoes?
- We are rolling! - Camera!
Hey, little brother.
Was he a movie producer?
When you're married you'll understand the importance of fresh produce
He copped it all from Husserl and Heidegger.
If you're gone, I'll assume you went to look for what's calling you...
...they can be overcome with intense dread.
Adriana, this is my cousin Gregory, the ambulance chaser.
Well, that acting class really rubbed you the wrong way.
Oh, yeah? How'd that go for you?
I'm about to put you through that window.
- Izzacupo? - Favreau.
- That's a plot point. - I know.
...so if he's got no purpose, I want a refund.
You look like a woman, not a bellhop.
Nietzsche wound up talking to his horse.
What, are you bleeding?
Funny, smart, totally accessible. You guys should come visit the set.
Vicki King in 21 Days to How to Write A Movie in...
One time Tony bought a pool table from Wyczchuk.
I think he's right, Janeane.
Hi. I'm Janice Soprano.
Oh.
The roof is soft tar!
How is your mother?
You can't put shit back in the donkey. Boys'll be boys. It's the other crap.
Come on, let's take the picture.
Yeah, I know Franky. He's my fucking leading man.
That's smart, man. Like Bugsy.
He's bombing in school. He got a C, 3 D's and an F.
It's not normal.
Holy fuckin shit! That thing is still alive?!
And she's got a really nice body, she's horny as hell.
The silencers underscore their voiceless place in society.
You got balls. You go to Catholic school and your mother wants it!
- Rolling! - Smoke out!