Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're so concerned about me, why didn't you put those cars...
Oh, no!
But it's not gonna happen.
- Man was a legend. - Christopher agrees, by the way.
The asshole paid a $30,000 premium just to place the fucking order.
Folks.
Well, I was gonna go to Meadow's but there weren't any cabs.
The car is a motivational tool.
Nikka's dead. Sasha's in a coma.
No, it's where I make the weapons of mass destruction.
This was the better move than taking him out.
Fellas, you wanna give us a minute, here?
You said some very hurtful things to me in regards to myself.
But I'm not running a fucking popularity contest.
- Jesus. - Yeah, I mean, they had one of those...
- Fuck you. - What did you say?
Accountant dies, goes to heaven. Same time as the pope.
- I'm gonna catch shit at school for this. - So, what do you wanna do?
- Housekeeping. - Oh, fuck, what should we do?
Johnny Sack told me about this guy in Newburgh.
- Tony... - What did you say?
Look what happened to those girls just driving to school.
He's well-liked, T.
My imbecile cousin. He was welding his boat trailer...
Two hundred.
- Well, what's a Dutch oven? - When you fart in bed with a woman...
- Give me the number of the hotel. - It's Hudson Suites on the West Side.
- Where is he? - In his room.
Asa, they got the SL.
Anyway, he's over there.
Here's your end. Be happy.
- Really? - I don't know what you have heard...
How many times this guy gotta say hello?
How long has it been since you got laid last?
I'll take him out there after I drive him around the ones in New Jersey.
- Ed Norton? - Ed Norton?
Oh, fuck me.
Yeah, I know. Believe me.
...what do you call it, those car-carrier things?
Anyway, he gave me a better deal for shipping them whole.
A.J., it's your mother. Call me.
You were warned, Lorraine. The money goes up to John.
- Oh, my God. - What did he say?
...that I'm talking about."
I can't find the thing.
Flat-screen TVs. Fifty-inch plasma Philipses.
So you had time to talk to Dr. Rapke about last week's testing results?
Tony, let me introduce Bernie Brillstein.
Always got his eye on the big picture
No, I don't really blame A.J.
Yeah.
Think they really care?
I don't know if Rutgers' summer program accepts boys without eyebrows.
Can I go to the Mudvayne concert or not?