Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I already told the guy 12, T.

I'll suck Vish’s cock, okay? All of you guys!

Okay. Mel what?

She jumped outta da tree, and came at me with a Honda. I got every right to protect myself, Ton’!

Could have just as easily been me that went away.

I told my cousin I wanna stay a civilian.

I didn't say nothing, Ton.

Sometimes I think I love Junior more than you do.

You think maybe there's a reason you're living all alone here, Tony...

I got a guy. I think you may have run into him.

Son of a bitch!

How about I fuck off all over your stupid fucking face?

But I said, "Come on, we'll get ice cream, go to the park...

But ask me, he should have stood with Carmela.

It's because of him Junior escaped, Janice.

Which entitles you to shit.

You're the only one he relates to, Tony.

You legitimized him. Man of your stature goes to Florida...

- all right, for Getz! For Getz, I Said! - Fuck that!

In some instances, all of the paint comes off.

It's a new venture. My nephew's barely on his feet.

There he is. El Salvador, my dolly.

...that you forget when you say shit over and over.

Anon, it's not true It's a TV program. A movie.

I don't know, couple percent.

You still gonna tell me you got most of it?

Angelo Garepe came to see me.

Me looking at messages from the night before Drunk me

I subscribe to first trade

This fucking gardener, Paulie. He cut the hair on your balls too?

Inara always had the makings of a varsity athlete

- I was merely saying I understand... - Free-spirit Janice.

I gotta nip this Little Carmine shit in the bud.

Listen, Janice, like I told your husband...

Jason, men are talking here.

He came to me the other day.

Well, that's not completely true. I got other sorrows in my life.

...and take a bigger piece of his Florida shit, the clubs.

Bart never had the makings of a varsity athlete

It's my last Sunday dinner here, that's what's going on.

...but having Phil Leotardo smack your shys around, is that smart?

Detroit and Cleveland don’t mean ugats to me!

Now, do yourself a fucking favor and get the fuck out of my feed!

...he thought he saw himself on the program.

Josh doesn’t have the makings to be... a SALES MANAGER

What’s this, the fucking UNLV now?!

I mean, not that I have any regrets.

You said doctor.

I said, my nephew has this area. Gary La Manna.

"E. Gary La Manna Landscaping."

See some ID, sir?

We have got the dishwashing liquid...

Those guys from Seton Hall were 7 feet tall, some of them.

Staying off the street nowadays is a good thing, no?

Oh, no, forget it, he's just breaking balls.

Any problem, she's "whack this one, whack that one."

Apparently there's a new president at the electrician's union.

Gotta do something nice for Johnny. Like what?