Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Clear out. The fire's up the block, and it's moving fast.
Do you have some sort of a plan?
What, did you leave a scarf over a lamp?
Man, you got some arbitrary rules you live by.
...so he'd park us with Bubbie and go to the track.
- You couldn't have told me earlier? - You didn't ask.
I hate birds.
I've got my hair and muscle tone, and I have excellent posture.
What's my job here?
- How? - None of your business.
It's all part of a plan.
How could I have been so blind?
She was at Auschwitz, for chrissake. What kind of a monster are you?
Think happy thoughts.
Check out your story.
Oh, such drama.
...to build that fence.
Okay, we need to be leaving. I smell smoke.
Or the start of one.
They're lying. They're all lying.
He wasn't taking you seriously yet. You had a silver-sequined bowler hat.
A sexual relationship that resulted in his giving you a house.
God.
I'm gonna look for them tomorrow.
How do you know what I want? I'm full of surprises.
You know, they actually used old landing strips from Vietnam...
We're gonna have to have a discussion...
All right.
We can't stay here.
...there's more scraps on this side. Cleaner water.
But, you know, before you know it, everything's in flames.
...fighting the urge to throw myself off a cliff.