Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Are you Richard?
Darby, wait.
What did that ass-fucker say?
- Tomorrow is my night, Jess. - I know, but she's depressed, Ray.
- What makes you so busy? - I'm putting in a roof beam.
- I know. - So please do not compare my life to yours.
You mean, like now?
Oh what, you're gonna slam your body with drugs now, Ray?
- Well, how can I choose then? - You have to trust me. I choose for you.
She knows I'm not gonna let her drive home with that kid, right?
- Just all my stuff. - Exactly.
Oh, by the way...
L... Seriously, I don't mean to be negative...
...guys used to tease me mercilessly about my rear end.
And I'm gonna do it with whatever cash comes my way.
- Where are you going? - I need popcorn.
Perhaps an excellent gigolo.
That's the way he wants to start his day.
I have ibuprofen.