Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"True Crime, New York City."
I know where your heart is.
Artie's a friend of mine, you know? I like to throw him some business.
You know, she told Charmaine that back in Albania
Ah.
Gab said I should check it out,
Listen, we're thinking about Sam Rockwell for the younger guy.
Good afternoon, Mr. Moltisanti.
I mean beside the fact you know I grew up with the man,
Wiseguy-- murdered, I guess you could say--
Kai pažįstamas balsuoja už socdemus It’s common knowledge the guy’s retarded
I can put the credit card numbers on actual plastic
Hey, be careful you two,
- Museum... - Eastern Parkway.
Giovanni.
- I'm sorry. Have another one, come on. - Forget it.
What do you want, a repeat performance of the Fourth of July?
She still hasn't heard from Vito.
- Thanks, Yael. - They charge this shit to the room?
Oh yes, dear Howard Hawks. Thank you.
Ms. Bacall, don't move.
You should fucking die
And not faggot ass cornholing robots
For once I'd like to eat without you getting a call from work.
the chatting
She loves to do that
- That's impossible. - Based on cardholder disputes,
How's the bruschett'?
Hey, Artie,
You let me go, T.
because the way you two are looking at each other,
Hector, and you, mustache...
No one plays a tough, ruthless, hardhearted prick like you do.
I got my guys all over it. Little Carmine says
Fuck! My hand!
I sent a muffin basket with the script,
Councilman Carillo? That was just two weeks ago.
I tried everything.
Sir Ben, can we get a shot?
He should fuckin' die!
Benny fazio,criminal mastermind
American Express? Funny, I had you two for cops.
Afternoon. We're looking for Arthur Bucco.
Hmm. I never heard of it.
Get him another 'buca.
Ho, pal. Move your car. We're late.
Me-- my heart is an open book.
Football season.
You know, some people might feel a little offended.
That's all we want. Any questions?
You know, my family gave me some sunglasses for Christmas
So, what is it, business or time off?
That kid, I'm tellin' you...
You gave the stewardess an earful when she put down the champagne.
you should just leave it alone.
Um, could you just get this cleaned up so we can open? Thanks.
Fuckin'-a.
- Hey, Homo Junior! - Leave me the fuck alone!
You guys speak English?
and this is very hard--
- New blood. - Salut.
No speak English.
Of hank Winchester, criminal mastermind