Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...this will have to do.
You wanna win, don't you?
You gonna fight me?
What were you planning on doing when your gladiating days were over?
Well, at least we agree on that.
Honey, it's a 7::30 show.
Go on. I wrapped it myself.
Dorsey running out.
Look at my eyes, look at my eyes. That's good.
Smilkov and Brushkin.
Really? Using it as a doorstop or a coaster?
I don't care. He has three months to qualify for nationals.
Is okay with you?
Dougie? Dougie!.
The world is spinning and spinning and spinning.
Then one night you get drunk, I'm supposed to thank my lucky stars?
We're talking about one of the finest skaters in amateur hockey today.
...it's kind of interesting.
It's gonna go away.
-Out. -ln.
Enough.
TOE PICK
That’s right!!!
The girl. You're mixed up with this broad. That's it, isn't it?
...they'll need a putty knife to scrape her off the ceiling. Am I right?
Thank you.
And they nailed it! They nailed it just beautifully!
The only thing I had to read was a scoreboard.
-Excitement? -Foreplay.
What happened? Ask the ice queen.
If you're just joining us from the men's downhill...
-Absolutely not. -Expect us to name it after you?
Kate?
-What? -Get him out of my building.
Absolutely. They delivered all the short-program required moves...
Will you get off my back? I'm no bartender. Get used to it.
What he needs is a ride to the airport.
Please don't think.
-Kate, you're bombed. -What do you mean?
-What? -Skating.
We're gonna kick some tail.
Who's checking out who here?
-Are you all right? -Fine.
-No, I'm talking about the bags. -I'm catching the 6:30 flight tonight.
Brian was getting it done.
First position.
...screaming in my ear for the last nine years.
Me to my autoimmune disease
-I never thought about it. -I'm not surprised.
What a super story, Bud. A junior from Minnesota State.
I believe you're on a 1 0:30 flight, first class.
Maybe he's got a problem sleeping.
I think you'd skate even better if you'd let yourself enjoy it a little.
We are in!!! #rolltiderollbaby
Do you understand what I'm telling you?
-What's it called? -The Pamchenko.
Believe me, Gretzky...
Looked like she got caught in his lederhosen
I have a boyfriend in London that I never see.
Oh, shit.
-Hey, isn't that--? -Brian Neuman.
Dorsey? Never heard of him.
...no stamina.
Because I love you.
Come on. Tell me now.
-"Rita"? -I don't believe this.
They cry on command.
Just looking at you makes me sick.
-ls toe pick. -Toe pick?
-What, you mean a book? -That's a traditionally accepted format.
The difference is...I’m in the mood to kick a little ass.
Douglas, bend knees more.
Good luck.
I'm fine. No problem.
WE.ARE.IN!