Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She do it to me last year.
78.
I can't afford to hire someone in your place.
Settle this family squabble some other time.
What about Racki? What is this? A tryout for you, Hannah? You fucking blind?
Patrick. I got him.
How come?
Looky, looky! This shouldn't take long at all.
I got it.
Yes?
There we go.
Call it, Hannah!
Second row.
That man, he's fucking an animal.
Get out there! Go!
I think he needs a shave. What do you think, guys?
I do needlepoint too. That's one of mine.
Scoring again for the Mustangs, with only ten seconds left in regulation time,
Maybe it's you covered with bandages and tubes.
(music stops)
Jack Jack’s Teammate
- Why do you think I'll go out with you? - Cos your old man doesn't want you to.
Break it up. Break it up. Kelly!
(PA) Scoring for Hamilton, number ten, Dean Youngblood.
I can't imagine why not.
Left wing, Lynch, and centre, Sutton.
I don't give a fuck if he's all the way dead. Does that mean you are too? Huh?
Dean, it's only a game.
I've only been up here a couple of years.
But I can play the game, and so can you.
Take your best shot, Youngblood.
For the first time in my life, I didn't wanna play.
Do it, do it! Take your best shot!
Shit!
Is this where all the young people come?
Fast Legs Slow Fists
I got a regular shift
Let's go.
Come on.
Go ahead. Suit up. I might use you.
No, thank you.
The way you looked at practice this week,
I didn't drive up the fucking Arctic Circle to get my ass kicked by these goons!
It's either this or Slumber Party Massacre. Come on.
Oh! Agh!
I think all hockey players should know how to read and write.
They look like they've been skating together for years.
(PA) The Hamilton Mustangs, winners of their semifinal series against Toronto.
All the way back to the farm.
Yeah, the doc seemed to know what he was doing.
At least you still have your own teeth.
Last game, gentlemen. Let's make it a good one.
Don't worry. It grows back.
She do it to me last night.
Fucking love it.
10.30.
Don't worry. I've only had a couple of cases of beer.
It's your type of film. You'd love it.
That'd have done Derek a lot of good. They're gonna kick Racki out anyway.