Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Really?
- Hello. - Tony.
You're lookin at em, asshole
Get the fuck outta here… Get the fuck outta here…
Welcome to the neighborhood.
G.T.F.O.H.
That crash was Meadow Soprano jumping her cue.
There's fingerprints on the breakfront. I want this place to sparkle.
You know.
You're looking at em, asshole
Only one concept to master: Shit runs downhill.
Mainie, is something wrong? You got something on your mind?
He knows every guy with cancer, and he can't wait to tell you.
- Same day. - What?
So I get nothing?
To have my restaurant ripped from me. I can't tell you...
I'm taking good care of you here.
LATER FOR THE CHICKEN
Your friend has cancer?
I know, but I made up the bed.
- They don't care. - She's sleeping over.
I'm in waste management
- I'm gonna cut his dick off. - I'll call the nurse.
Yeah, restaurant hostess. Real tough work.
And why do you always have to exaggerate?
It's taboo for their religion.
I could always be a plumber, no?
"We're from Harvard, and what do you think of...
Look, let's understand each other from the get-go here, okay?
Frankies so mean he'll scare that covid away