Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The other night at dinner, you made a remark.
Look, if you know something, please, quit fucking around.
Berman isn’t good enough for her, wanna be dot head
- looting and sniper fire along Springfield Avenue continue...
He was a hellion. Him and his little crew...
Yeah, he did. I remember you guys talking about it.
In testing, Anthony manifested five of those symptoms.
Me, my father. It's probably in the genes, right?
I didn't mean anything.
That’s nothing but a racket for the Jews!
Is that alcohol on your breath?
- What did you say? - I didn't say anything.
...talk to her about the business.
He made millions of dollars. He's sitting on his ass.
Inattention, impulsivity...
Want to encourage him?
A psychiatrist?
I know you're probably eager to hear the results of our testing.
You are not to play Mario Cart or go skateboarding for three weeks.
What constitutes a fidget?
Jumping jacks. Ten of them, count them down.
This is the part where I'm supposed to tell you...
- Who are you yelling at? - What?
He often has difficulty awaiting his turn...
Still, in my heart, I knew my father was no freedom fighter.
Oh, yeah, you and the other one. With all your headaches.
They murdered this kid for fun...
Yeah.
Let's play Scrabble.
Nobody saw me.
ADD is a controversial subject.
Straight-A student, National Honor Society, featured soloist in the choir.
...all within normal range. - Thank goodness.
No, go ahead. You blame me.
Arrested the wrong guys.
You'd be surprised how good your grandmother is.
"She didn't do this, she did that."
Nothing?
- Because he was a bad boy! - Ow.
This is 8th-grade history. Stealing the sacramental wine?
I don't know what you're talking about!
I lied through my teeth, but they knew. Fucking nitwits.
Christopher, see if he's paid up his union dues...
- He does not. - Yes, he does.
Well, I already have a girlfriend. She’s black, 24
Nobody gets hit in our house. Not exactly my idea.
...it's an affront to our holy sacristy.
Anthony, why don't you wait outside?
...I told the class how tough my father was.
This bears no weight with the principessa.
Shit! Don't break it.
Rocco Allatore.
It had sand or lint or something on it.
You think I should go easy on him now...
Taught us how to eat them. You put Worcestershire on, suck them down.