Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're pissed off because I did not cut you in on the pot club.
So you put my name on it.
-I will speak to her. -She was very clear.
I will pay for what I used.
Asked her if she had the right person. "Is this Andrew Botwin?" says she.
-I will die first. -No, you will sell cosmetics first.
Him a him. I need to name this baby.
Did you break an ankle backpedaling that fast?
We can leave the father's name blank until after the election, and then--
Andy?
-Demands? -That's right.
This is a very handsome boy.
-This is stunning. I'm stunned. -Stunned? Really?
If I'm hard, it won't be so bad. Give me a second.
You mean the piece of land...
Their "pop" club got "rusted"...
Good to see you, Nancy.
Oh, no. I can't steal their weed.
-Let's go. He's not gonna help. -No. No. I will.
-Everybody down. -Is this a joke?
Oh, really? He is?
Nancy.
No. Because she owns you.
I go surf now. I like "Bernardo." Like in West Side Story.
I am here to correct that mistake.
That pendejo sticks around.
Oh, no, I don't--
Well, excuse me.
Look, Andy, I know there are plenty of girls that would be dazzled...
When somebody tries to give his/her opinion *Le ME*
Nancy, I would like to speak with you privately.
If I disappear, if the baby disappears, nobody knows.
-I've been at it a while. -What do you practice on?
-It decreases pleasure. -Paid for my summerhouse.
We can't get our weed back without a court order.
All right.
Hey, I got the diapers just like you asked.
That belongs to a client.
-I'll think about it. -Bernardo?
...so that Celia doesn't have to live...