Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

BRADLEY: Anyway, I mean, I could tell you one thing, they...

Yeah, that's not what I asked.

The movers told them to shut the hell up

My mom gave it to me when I was a kid.

Wow. Goodbye, Bradley.

It's a wedding, not a funeral. What's the matter?

Don't say anything.

What did you say? How did you get out of that one?

You hear that song?

HARRY: No, it's just a letter.

The defender should bite. Head for the end zone. Game over, okay?

- I'm sorry, I just... - We did.

You're disgusting. That's a disgusting habit.

- Good morning, Professor. - Oscar.

He'll love that.

My eyes are hazel! I mean, Christ! You're an artist!

You know that was a birthday present from Karen.

Then when I finally opened them,

HARRY: The unexpected is always upon us.

Like... Like what?

Oh, and did I mention? He's not married, either.

Excuse me. Hey. Hello.

Don't talk to me about love, okay? My wife left me.

You deserve to be slapped. You're a cunt.

I made love to her on a regular basis.

- That's actually nice. - HARRY: Bradley?

And as soon as you've done that, have another one.

I said I'd never seen a happier couple.

And you're in the foyer.

- What'd he say? - Here, here.

Well, that was then and this is now. I'm so sorry, Bradley,

And I didn't know that you already knew that terrible things were going to happen.

- We're mean and ill-tempered. - Really? Well, not around Bradley, I'm not.

- Please make him breathe. - Come on, Bradley. He won't last.

He's not breathing. Somebody call 911!

I don't think I can take any more bad news.

for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health,

It was seven months and two weeks ago.

Harry Stevenson.

Handsome boy, almost pretty. That the one?

Where's Bradley?

- Hey, Romeo. You with us? - All right.

(BAND MUSIC PLAYING)

If Kathryn's meant to be with women, so be it,

See my little jig there? Got my water bottle. What's wrong?

You guys are too in love, he says. You laugh and shit.

Mine are dead, and Oscar's only got the Bat.

And if you find some great place, I'll help them out.

I mean, they're practicing three nights a week.

I've seen better cards, I'll say that.

How long have you guys been married?

You've made it now

What did I tell you?

(SOFT JAZZ PLAYING ON STEREO)

Be our little girl.

Getting out of bed

For a means to the end?

- Bat? - My dad. His name's Bathold.

My heart goes out to you, sweetie. I think Kathryn is a selfish bitch.