Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're a big boy.
Janairu 2, 1995
Febrairu 22, 2011
- You got my Bit O'Honey, old man? - Check it out.
Morning.
- Got you. - Mm-hm.
- Hmm? - Up my ass.
I was gonna say Welcome to Carlinville.
Straighten it out. Back, back, back.
My wife just died.
What's her teacher's name?
...and extract the truth from your ass...
That's a stage.
I'm gonna get a coffee.
Janairu 31, 1995
...you enter the mini-mart...
Janairu 20, 1995
Oh, my God, there he is. Look.
Check, sign and date.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
What was your reasoning?
Same willful disobedience...
Thank you, Your Honor. No further questions.
Brownie meetings are which night? Soccer?
...for a change of venue?
I also clerked two years for Justice Roberts on the Indiana Supreme Court.
Nothing I can't handle.
...stick with it.
Army who?
...to bind this over for trial.
- Where you going? - Get some air.
We don't want a lot of caterwauling.
I found her by the hydrangeas.
God. Okay. There?
Anyway, for what it's worth?
But you'll have to do so after you've completed your testimony.
Damn it, Hank.
Hey-
I don't know why you're not hanging off a mountain with him right now.
...that's a pretty big old boy, on a steel bicycle.
Hey, don't I know you?
See you in hell !
It's called chemo brain.
See? He's playing chess.
Oh.
...and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
- Yes, this is my place. - What did I bust into it for?
Bound by his wishes or his vanity?
...the most selfish and the most generous person I know.
- Your mother nailed me for it. - Mm.
There's no we here, Henry. This was an accident, period.
Then you can say goodbye to your dreams of flags flying at half-mast when you're dead.
I wanna hold the presentation of evidence until I've taken testimony...
For how long?
Janairu 1, 1995
Dad, you were cute once.
No mother should have to bury her child. Thank you, ma'am.
Yeah, baby. I wish you'd met her.
Order.
And he still goes there every Wednesday to play chess with Doc Morris.
- Oh, maybe I'm gonna strangle her. - Ha-ha-ha.
- Why, Sam? - Why?
But no, no, routines are important. Close the door. Go.
Listen to me. Ulysses S. Grant held this country together.
Don't worry, everyone. I got it.
Valpo? Valparaiso? It's, uh... Ugh, Mom.
You asking me if I believe in God?
There's your bumper sticker.
Febrairu 9, 2011
Punctuality issues, equal confidence in bloom...
Yep.
I don't know what to do. What would you do?
It's your right to seek other counsel if you so choose.
Murder?
Nothing changes.
We'll see you there, Hank.
- Ah! Don't you do it when I do it. - Ha, ha.
Not my... My brother?
Now, was I tough on you? Yes.
Mysterious ways.
Oh, I know that look.
Dershowitz?
Yeah, I'd love to walk out on it, but I can't.
Hank!
Your mother insisted that he try.
Yeah, why don't you show us what you've been working on?
The preliminary hearing is set for next Friday.
Why?
- Oh, shit, that's Mrs. Blackwell. - You killed my son!
All right, speed it up, man.
If he'd meant to hurt her, he would have.
Might cost you your job.
We caught it too late to cut it out.
Who's got the felony DWI?
She and I stayed close. Gee, I just saw her Tuesday.
There's no route from the mini-mart home where that makes sense.
I see.
...I feel like I should prep you before you meet Grandpa Palmer.
- You're welcome. - Fuck.
Janairu 23, 1995
Shit-for-brains, am I speaking Korean? Stop the goddamn car.
Who gives a shit? You'll die in prison.
I'm gonna impale your client on a first-degree murder charge.
You know, uh...
Is there something I can do?
No further questions, Your Honor.
But you never came.
Wow. This is a lawsuit right here. Don't get sued before you lose your next case.
...how would he know?
- That's awful! - He says, Jump, you say, How high?
To slap a bag on it.
It's not really ready yet, but...
That one.
Overruled.
You will be fine. You're something else.
Palmer?
...all the people that stood before you, the leniency...
- Not in this house. - Dad! Shit!
Hey. Thanks.
Why?
Sir, I appreciate the primer in DNA evidence analysis.
Here it is. I met Carla at the tavern. Blind.
followed me into the pisser to unload...
Fill it up.
Yeah. Whole force out, huh?
That's what that was.
I don't wanna hear it. Unless he killed somebody, you're on your own.
For all I know, I never hit anything or anybody!
...and you always will be.
Grace and I are here if you need anything.
His condition is advanced.
Just lost your wife?
You were headed down the wrong path. I did what I thought was right.
oxycodone-paracetamol in his blood. Percocet.
D.C.? Georgetown?
You read that.
Huh.
Depends on the verdict.
Uh, just so you know...
Uh, what is that? Can you help me?
Doesn't add up.