Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I got to have Mae West sit on my face because I'm one horny motherfucker.
I'm awful tired boss
And the smell.
There.
- Not that I'm complaining... - Uh-huh.
We get down on our knees and thank God for that much at least.
Tell them to take a flying fuck at a rolling...
He a bad man.
Look at you.
Michael Cohen If he was testifying against Hillary Clinton
When they ask me if I’m workin tomorrow
Wake up.
You do it! You're running this show, ain't you?
DEL: Boss, what that man do to you?
The look on your face!
The same with John Coffey.
Percy, we already tried that.
I like to walk. NNY
[GRUNTING]
I'll tell you the truth, honey.
Got A Dead "Single" status walking here
He put his hands on me.
That wouldn't drive me mad at all... really.....
I want to watch Thomas the Big Dummy Nigger I want to watch Thomas the Big Dummy Nigger
Is that Ceri Morgan?
Old Sparky, we called it.
He's dying now! He's dying now!
There he goes.
...well, John could feel that, you know.
[GRUNTS]
How could a boy be trusted with Mr. Jingle?
Harry, you keep John here till we call you.
Give me some!
I have no illusions of immortality.
He come right on up to the desk.
...how I lost her so many years ago.
I'd never hurt a hair on his pretty little head.
There's just this empty spot in the bed where my husband usually sleeps.
I'll be taking her over to Vicksburg next day or so for some tests.
Hey! You put on these clothes now, you hear?
You mustrt blame John. He couldn't help what happened.
That's more than just our jobs, Paul.
...and that's a bad combination in a place like this.
Shh, you be still now. You be so quiet and so still.
All right.
That way, you can deny everything.
Can you understand?
Please, Johnny, help him.
...long before death finds me.
How I feel After 2 sips of morning coffee
Thank you, John.
[GRUNTING]
I can't have a mouse on my shoulder while...
A big man is ripping your ears off. I'd do as he says.
I'm sorry for what I am.
COFFEY: I'll take him, boss.
Oh.
You may get away with it once or even a hundred times...
You hear what he was yelling when we brought the dummy in?
HAL: I interrupt?
Can you talk?
John Coffey...
Dead man!
[DOOR CLOSES]
Tell the truth, boss, I don't know much of anything.
But those little girls...
BRUTAL: Arlen Bitterbuck...
And we are here to help.
[HORN HONKS]
- No. - Mmm.
You gonna be a circus mouse after all.
I promise you'll leave your share of blood on the floor.
Where you going? Where you going?
Neither do I.
Wear it for me.
[TOOT-TOOT YELLING]
[TURNS OFF RADIO]
Wanna tell me what's going on?
He infected you with life?
I got things to tend to just now, John Coffey. You just...
Oh that smell
[EXHALES]
All right.
My 15 year old pc watching me download a new game
Who the hell goes there at 2:30 in the goddamn morning?
I'm gonna kill her instead of you.
WHARTON: Barbecue
It's from my missus.
No, we got other fish to fry just now, Del.
...that it might be easy enough to follow his back trail. Find out.
[CHATTERING]
Biden: Mr senator Pope sir I gotta go Secret Service: who forgot to change his diaper this morning?
...and I'll spend the week puking in my office.
No matter how it happened, Del the lucky one.
Who hurt you so badly?
My hair...
E Block.
...keeps me awake most nights:
[CROWD MOANING]
I could feel it from here.
All i wanted was a little cornbread,fellers
JERRY: I'm in heaven
That was my best time.
MELINDA: Goddamn it! - Hal, now, nobody is hurt.
Boy, what you looking at?
That's right, Nigger. Bad as you'd want!
In bed at 7:00pm November in Alaska
You can't hide what's in your heart.
...all better.
...walking the Mile.
[SINGING AND WHOOPING]
PAUL: No, not for you, Dean.
Thank you, Paul.
Die
Please, son.
Percy, stick out your arms like a good lad.
Antoine is awfully tired now boss !!!!
...in the hands of a man who'd kill a child.
He's paid what he owed.
No, I'm fine. I promise.
Ugh the smell of rockets fans spouting nonsense
Give him to me. Might still be time.
Del's been asking for a box.
Getting strapped.
Let me out of this nut-coat.
John, do you know where we're taking you tonight?
Hellraiser.
Help!
So you know...
Everyone is entitled to a defense.
What's it got to do with us?
...you put in your transfer to Briar Ridge the very next day.
- I'm warning you. - John, wait!
Paul.
Look more like a limp noodle to me.
Don't you think it should be?
It's like I'm shitty-ass drunk.
- Have you seen Doc Bishop yet? - No.
Right now! I want out now...! Aah!