Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know. I usually like to have my wits about me.
Oh, Stan, I'm so sorry.
- Not really. I'm still pissed off. - It's about the journey.
We talked, shared some laughs, had some gunplay.
Now I remember why I hate these places: Crowded, loud.
Steve, our parents are divorced.
Don't worry. There are ways to treat it:
You better wake up and listen to what you're saying.
- I'm cocking my gun. - One. Safety's off.
I've lived that life, and Stan saved me from it.
- Would you like another? - Why not? I'm one of them now.
My daughter and I were touring the Capitol and our car ran out of gas.
...of a more compatible woman.
Yeah, my game was pretty tight last night.
Well, I can't change how I feel.
We have another date tomorrow. We're going on a picnic.
I love you.
You making love to all those other men.
Help your pee blood, Hans. What? No! No pee blood! Ow! Ow!
It's for science.