Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, but first you gotta be in bed with one.
- Nothing really happened. - No, you know what happened...
Some automobiles were taken.
Screw it.
- That shit's insured. - He's obsessed with that car.
We brought in grief counselors. How's Anthony coping with that?
The cops are on it, but how much faith have I got in that?
God help you if anything happens in there like those children in Westchester.
- Did you think I was joking? - Carmela, this is normal teenage shit.
I had to call Roto-Rooter.
How do you think that feels?
- Thank you, baby. - You drove Tommy Pinto?
They stole all the fucking cars.
Get over yourself.
- He doesn't hate your guts. - Oh, thank God he's alive.
I'll give you cab fare. When the concert's over, go straight up there.
That's so funny!
- What'd your therapist say? - I don't see her no more.
I'm running a fucking business, not a popularity contest.
What's going on, Mary?
I just remembered what happened to the power drill.
The CYO dance. We left Artie out in the snow. He almost lost his fingers.
People use it as a crutch.
...even if he hasn't forgotten.
They said I might be learning-disabled.
This is so deck.
I'll make some calls.
- Take it easy. - Fuck that.
I am not waiting. Who knows what's going on.
Call.
You also keep a lion's share of the rake.
Not me, I'm never having kids.
Now who's a genius for keeping his Regal?
You know how long my brother was on the waiting list for that?
They will probably go through their entire lives...
- Hey. - Did you get my list of toys?
Man was a legend
You know, maybe I was too hard on that guy.
So you wanna be the sucker in a regular car that gets decapitated.
Yeah?
Thought I had a plan for Anthony, but I'm not so sure now.
- Did you get that? - Yes, we talked about this.
Straight A's at Middlebury's language camp, can't sneeze at that.
The maid walks in, and she says, "What's going on?"
- You mother... - This one...