Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I look better than Sinatra
I could strangle him sometimes. He can be so hateful.
"I been thinking...
If a million zeros can be written on the front and back of a sheet of paper...
Can't you do anything? I mean, make some calls?
- Take care of that thing. - Can't wait?
- It's got surround sound. - I feel safer already.
And I always wonder what happened to Gary Cooper...
- This is a great fucking story. - He should be dead by now.
Fucking Philly Leotardo!
- He can go live with you. - Don't get dramatic now, all right?
...after he got back from the Nets game you took him to on a school night?
Carmela, look it. Couple of beers.
...while you indulge him. With the iPod, the drums...
Up to you.
- What happened to your leg? - He lied to me, Tony.
It'll be easy.
It was a very well-coordinated operation.
Ecco Qua
This is not to say I don't get a ration of shit in every conversation.
Goodbye, Mr. Kramden.
- And I'm fucking her with it. - Don't know where the story's heading...
- Yeah. - Supervisor Curran, parole board.
Todd's mother made arrangements. She said it'd be better than us driving.
...was smuggled out of jail to get Nancy pregnant.
Considering how it could have gone after you took the game down...
...Gary Cooper wasn't a 16-year-old boy.
Let's go open it up.
That's where he'll live, and he gives him a crust of bread.
Thing is...
Your Highness. How are you?
- Hey. - Hey.
Get over myself? What the heck is that supposed to mean?
I'm trying to think of a reason to let you stay overnight in New York with friends.
I think we can edge-up the math into the fives the next round.
He had the concept of sharing before any of the other toddlers.
- Come on, light the fucker up. - Give me the lighter.
Just get the SL55 back, okay?
If you got some kind of sexual proclivity with that teacher or whatever...
What the hell? She's my only daughter.
And our reach schools, University of Arizona and Arizona State.
Fuck you.
- Let me kiss the ring. - How about the one in my ass?
Lorraine Calluzzo and the kid, Jason.
I came to ask for my game back.
Some notion of escaping the quotidian.
- Hello? - Hey, it's me.
I've decided to let you stay in the city after the concert.
When were you gonna tell me if I hadn't called you here?