Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I had to shoot him. It was self-defence.
The guy took all my money.
Finally, a dream sequence I can sink my teeth into.
You haven't seen your brother...
-Great. -Why didn't somebody call?
Mr. Viola.
-Jerk. -What?
Which is where you go out.
Good.
...but what you have to understand about my brother is...
And I showed you how to samba.
I think about how happier my life would be...
It's amazing how much we have in common.
Yeah, as a matter of fact, she said Carla was a professional.
...about an important part of your life.
-All you see are obstacles. -You're a fine one to talk about that.
You're gonna put them in coma singing like that. Roll the tape.
That's ridiculous. I was just talking to her.
I want this guy.
-Somebody had to go get the brew. -Richie, it's not your fault, man.
The hair. The teeth. Spare me from those teeth.
That smiling and wearing clothes at the same time.
What?
Oh, Richie, wait.
Just once around the block, you promise, okay?
We can't even afford the shoe.
-What? -Carla's last name.
You forgot your shoes.
...it was the business that catered to a very specific clientele.
Carla, Carla. May I call you Carla?
That's not like Al.
You know, go to a beach somewhere and work on your tan.
We share some memories. Fine.
...or was involved in a business.
...Carla is...
It's not like he's my best friend.
-Gone? No. -Yeah.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Did someone tell Al...
Cut it. Cut it.
...because I have raced a thousand miles and that's mine.
Let's see, how should I say this...
Hey, hey, Carla, come back here. I said I'll make everything okay.
-Almost put you out of business. -She is out of business.