Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This hobo took three cans from my pile.
Right, you want my medals. Okay, I'll give them to you.
Grandpa, I was wondering when I would get to see you.
What do you want? I'm up 8 cents.
sixty and three... Go away, you. These are my cans.
A week? Why didn't you call?
And I can't deny him anything in the world. No, I can't.
My pension barely covered me and the woman.
Look at him. He loves to shoot!
But I do. I'll smoke them.
Cotton Hill, I DO not know what I hate more about you.
Cotton Hill, I do not know what I hate more about you.
and having this little fellow.
He is making his wife and your little brother...
- I'm sorry, who is this? - I'm his son.
- Where's my dad? - He had to work.
The same work that kept your mother in JC Penney skirts...
This dumpster monkey is lying.
Dad, I could talk to Buck Strickland...
Doing it for the baby.
I ain't no stink-house porter.