Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd have to know more about his condition.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Have a nice night.

You should've rang the doorbell, Brendan.

Yes, may I help you?

There was a tumor and they took it out.

What's going on? Why'd you page me?

What's that painting mean to you?

Shut up! Shut up!

Half-hour, and no cervezas, please.

...against 15,000 Roman soldiers.

- Sometimes I lay in bed... - Statti zitto! Enough already.

Carmela, I never wanted to tell you this.

Your looking at them, asshole.

...air in your veins, or is that just bullshit?

And the Romans, where are they now?

Get da fuck outta heere…

A plate of braciole.

This problem that you're having.

Relax, Mr. Aprile. It's time for your sponge bath.

You go ahead. It comes out of your end.

You know, then this, then that.

Tell Brendan that Hunter would rather die than go out with him.

Oh, God, don't tell me that you took money from Tony Soprano.

Kids. You think you can protect them.

You were nice to have a party for your friend.

At least he made the gesture.

So, what's really on your mind, Corrado?

That's how they say "nothing."

You're looking at them, asshole.

With our friend with the funny sideburns.

So I split the difference. I gave him 15%...

It meant so much to me, having you here.

What are you doing with the truck?

I cook like this...

I bought his kid a $400 surfboard for his birthday.

I'm going to the cafeteria. Want anything?