Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A hit in any man's league
Okay, give it to me. Give it to my face, come on!
She can't answer, her speech has been affected!
Your only son. Your middle child.
...God bless her, is going senile, Artie.
Yeah, beautiful.
The reason you haven't told Charmaine...
...another word to you again, Settimia.
And speaking for Pussy, if he's still alive, I'm sure he would agree.
But you were different.
I prefer "Mr. Soprano."
From my restaurant. I don't know if you remember Vesuvio?
I want to fuck andrew dickinson See who gets lucky frist
Hey, well...
Well, we should all be grateful...
I got no power, I'm closing soon as these last people leave.
They always say that, to make it sound good.
Not wearing one tonight?
Oh, come on, please, please, please!
Oh..... *****
Everything is going so good.
- Hey! - You said "frig."
All of them! Raymond. Larry.
...as well as the sexual tension game.
- Corrado Soprano? FBI. - Fuck!
Why?
How the fuck could you?
Tell me you didn't lay a finger on my place!
The attempted carjacking...
I'm gonna work on this problem and I'll take care of it...
Lots of sun!
It's not the worst thing I ever heard.
It means intense anxiety, a joylessness.
One of the reasons they tried to have me clipped...
Big tits, little feet. A hit in any man's league.
You know that our conversation is privileged...
Fucking poison ivy all over!
What kind of stupid, sick, twisted logic?
Ask now, because we're not discussing this again.
Jackie's work killed him. All that agita brought on the disease.
I take no pleasure in the fact that I was right about your mother.
I just stare at the stained glass. People's hats.
It's my job to deal with them so I can carry on my pastoral duties.
Adriana, you look beautiful.
Tony's not gonna make it.
I didn't go to the insurance company.
Sitting there in God's house, I realized...
When are you gonna bury the hatchet?
Sorry I'm fucking late.
I know.
Please, you made it, basically.
Listen to him. He knows everything.
Chiara, her brother and sister are in the kitchen if you want to say hi.
He says the indictment sounds better for the Feds than it really is.
Cunnilingus and psychiatry brought us to this.
Let's go to Mickey D's.
Have any dreams since you heard the FBI tapes?
Go take a Midol.
Oh, these last 500 years just seemed to race by.
I've got an idea.
Don't start with that again.
...is some calling-card scam that Junior and Larry had...
Thank God!
You hear your uncle's gonna hurt my business by staging a hit...