Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's muggy back here. Muggy. My glands are starting to swell up.

Looking on the bright side of things. All right?

It's not new upholstery. What makes you think it's new upholstery?

Well, just to crack it- just a little bit.

and we burn the wicker chairs and cook the hot dogs on that?

He flicked you off, man. Son of a bitch.

Ride on the sidewalk if you're gonna ride a bike, asshole!

You're a piece of shit... car. Wait a second.

I got a proposition for you, man. Check this out.

- Oh, are we back at Paddy's? - Wait. Where the hell is my car?

It's a pipe. It's a pipe? Go, go, go, go, go!

No, I don't like it in there anyway. All right.

Gangs of New York (2002) Have Fun, Man. Have Fun. Uh, I've Never Had A Strawberry Either

I'm trying to give it- Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,

What the hell is this?

- How was the Grand Canyon? - What the hell happened to my car, Charlie?

There's no rush, right? Ten. Ten minutes.

You know what? I'm gonna fire a beer across his bow. Ruffle his feathers.

Milwaukee! Jesus H. Christ.

Georgia. That's six.

Maybe I should, maybe I shouldn't. It's up for debate.

Everybody's dying, bitch. Let's get you some fruit.

Let's drink some beers, man. I'm hungover as shit. Absolutely, man.

Here's your piss jar.

The window needs to be down for the fresh air.

Hold on a second. I think I see some tapes down there.

Yeah, I had the option! Oh, my God! And you went with the tape deck?

What do you say we smash these wicker chairs to bits,