Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...not knowing their father's sperm...
Nothing's ever good enough. Praise, money.
To get him to love me as much as he loves you.
...through my shops? What?
- Oh, my God. - I think his skull is broken.
...one of the kids'll come out.
Can I have your attention?
- I am not lying. - Look at your face.
- Anybody else? - We need anything else...
Brooke, our car is gone.
And he goes down looking. The end of the inning.
- It's what sisters are supposed to do. - Oh, of course, right.
- He's the son. - Come on, when was that?
I have never been more serious in my life.
So, what's up?
Emma Bovary destroys herself for some fantasy in her head.
- Hey. How are you? - Hey. How you doing, Feech?
What are we gonna do, really?
He loves you, it's just... You're his mother, it's different.
Just got the call.
- They said I might be learning-disabled. - Hey, didn't he tell you to go to class?
I was talking to him, not you.
Remember, Carm, when they thought he had ADD?
...how many sheets of paper do you need for a googol of zeroes?
I'll give you 20 percent, but you gotta rent the house from me.
"...in regards to yourself.
A.J. stayed in the city with his friends last night, and he's not home yet.
- Cunt, right? - Yes, Elliot.
We're in the middle of a movie, Mom.
Have a seat.
Now, what's on your mind?
Last year, the riccion with the Billy Budds?
So you guys like your job?
I don't know what the fuck happened to the DeWALT.
And be home on time tomorrow. I don't want any shit from Mom.
- Can we take it out? - Yeah, we can take it out.
- Is that true? - Let's talk about that later.
Our daughter's at Columbia. My friends tell me I'm a snob...
You wanna see my fucking garage? You never seen an oil stain before?
I'm here now. I'm telling you about it now.
...on making the "Vows" column of the Sunday New York Times.
Apparently there's been an armed robbery.
Poppers and wierd sex!
- Mom, he's fine. - Just wait until you have children.
Man was a legend
...now's the time to tell us. I mean, what went on up there?
No, I called Todd's mother and Todd came home.
He put out his own album, Best of the Beatles.
They compliment you on your new shoes.