Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mom. Mom?
... bought a prepaid cell phone and a box of condoms...
You seem to have the emotional range of a fucking 12-year-old.
Weather's not cold yet. We get to be by the lake.
Pick it up, Pazderka.
Just... Just saying hi.
He's a dermatologist.
It could be a talent or a gift or an idea for a product.
Food for the body, food for the soul.
And my big dick is all I’ve got…
- Jesus, Ray. - L...
What are you talking about?
- You're the one that gave me the idea. - To be a man-whore?
Just being social. Yeah, you always say, "Stop by, say hi."
- Dung? - Yes, it's dung, Schenken.
All right, come on, come on. Let's hustle, let's hustle.
- Welcome to the neighborhood. - Thank you.
All right, I'm sorry.
I don't think it's funny. I think it's sad.
- More man-to-man coverage? - No, Jerry.
You know where to find me.
I think I know what it is.
It's a ball of shit.
She wouldn't even open the door.
Ray, you missed the class in creative marketing.
Look, Tanya, I gotta take off.
... and put an ad in the back pages of the Detroit Examiner.
I needed help.
... now eBay, maybe. Tutoring.
I did that. Online.
What are you doing here?
Thank you.
You were right about the poems. The ink runs in the dough.
So, what is your idea, Tanya?
I wasted my youth and now I look around...
Look, I'm already screwed with the property taxes, you know?