Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A fortress with a hell of a view.
- Could be an act. - He's not even 60.
Now you're going backwards. What else you got?
...I was way uptown.
I read Brian Greene's The Elegant Universe in 45 minutes
Lindy, I love you.
Yeah, I sorta got myself together.
I'll have my own assistant. Can you believe that?
- Pull it back. - Excuse me, Mr. Van Loon?
And that gave me a little bit more of an uptake, but it's just a parlor trick.
is there any more useless than... the ex-brother-in-law?
Finally get to meet the guys that keep the lights on.
...I will never let them touch me.
- Yeah. - You're off it right now, aren't you?
The kind of life that we'll finally be able to live.
This was great.
'cause I can take care of us now.
Brother, I am light years from that now.
Obviously, we want to be as helpful and respectful
Holy shit, man.
There won't be a proxy.
I knew they would kill me slowly and horribly.
When it finally stopped,
had no idea I might soon be charged with murder.
Wall Street would provide my nest egg, but then how far could I go?
- Police Department! - Open the door, please!
and be walking around alive.
He followed me from my building. I don't know him.
Mrs. Atwood is in your office.
I suddenly had extra reason to get away from her.
And I hadn't missed much.
"The boys in the kitchen"? I don't...
Oh, shit. Listen, listen, listen. Listen, listen, listen... OK.
I think we're looking at a second overflow event.
No, my ex-wife's brother. I just actually ran into him on the street
with eicosapentaeonic acid.
Yeah, there's been movement alright. Atwood's in a coma.
Do you have some left? Good.
What?
Van Loon was my bridge. I finally had my shot.
- What was this drug? - I couldn't stay messy on it,
waiting for her to come back out of the bathroom,
Here we go. Here we go. Here we go...
One minute, your best friend, the next, you're a leper.
I don't think your Fortune 500 financial friends would appreciate
People who aren't, usually don't carry around dry,
All you have to do is read three pages.
- Eddie? - Listen,
What I needed was a bunker.
You all right? You look like you're living on the streets.
I couldn't account for the last 18 hours of my life.
“Indubitably” It’s a nice word I didn’t know this…
- She's good. - Good.
I did.
My friends are rolling...
And I haven't been the same since.
Listen, Vernon hasn't been giving you anything, has he?
five companies were jockeying for a position before we even took notice.
should be supplementing platinum-based doublet regiments
Forty million is plenty, Eddie. There's a lot more where that came from.
Interesting point. Grammatically, this guy was an idiot,