Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just talked to my parents.
The only thing Johnny understands is force.
I sure hope Illinois defeats Penn State today
So how's your daughter doing?
Phineas, he was just asking, how come a dentist?
- Thank God for choices. - Oh, stop your bullshit!
- I'm right here. We fucking live together. - But you got out a suitcase.
It was Joey Peeps. May he rest in peace.
You're lucky you don't get your head handed to you.
...well, they know a few things.
Because he's thinking of becoming an oral surgeon.
There was no abundant intentionality in me getting out the suitcase.
Maybe we should stay out there. You could transfer to UCLA.
Good.
So I solved a major problem, business-wise.
Some rack on that girl.
But he met with Greenberg too, and he was willing to represent me.
So say it. Let me hear you say, "ooga booga."
You sound like a racehorse pissing in there.
Connecticut
I'm sorry about the stone. It was a mistake. We'll fix it.
Frankly, when he heard your husband was the defendant...
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the Lord bless him and keep him.
No, I left before she woke up.
What's wrong? You all right?
You Pay.
That's what you were doing after the party last week?
After all we've been through, is it so hard to own up...
All right, come on. Let's take a walk, calm down. Come on.
- Even Finn got a job working construction. - Well, good for Finn, then.
...I had a fucking panic attack, all right? From my mother, goddamn it.
That's a lot to get off your chest.
Alls I know I used to be number-one cousin now I’m being eased aside
No, I lied. What am I gonna tell him? What am I gonna tell all of them?
I knew that was comin!
But you walk around that fucking mansion...
I can multitask, Adriana, I'm not a fucking retard.
...precludes me from representing you because of that consultation.
He... He lost his wife, his daughter.
Shit. No connections for Alex.
I used a forensic accountant to reconstruct his finances.
But he is definitely not the person I wanna spend the rest of my life with.
rival Kene, my arch-nemesis.
I understand your frustration. If you like, I can recommend a colleague.
The reason he went to prison...
Okay, settle this:
...I have an attorney who will aggressively pursue my custody of A.J...
- You could come out for a week. - Wait, wait. What?
I KNEW THAT WAS COMING!
Here. Give me that shit.
- She fucking loved it. - Yeah.
There's fucking dog shit all over by the entrance.
- You enjoying yourself here? - It's all right.