Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You said, "I'm just a girl."
Remember that very generous girl who used to skinny-dip?
"but we can throw the whole book in the fire."
he could move in with me and get some more work done.
It's probably some bacterial thing. It's nothing.
Nice hat.
Your mama used to come here a lot.
this idiot, the dean's nephew...
You find a job?
We hung out all the time.
Sure I can. Then maybe I can go to Harvard.
and turned him into a creation of devotion and obsession.
How about you?
Two goddamn days and no one's seen her.
Well, my guess is that she wasn't the only one.
Maybe you should start working on your damn book.
- No. - You might have called.
I really think Pursey can get financial aid.
I'm doing okay reading English. I'm not a writer.
- School just seemed like a waste of time. - It's not.
I'll be more fun than all of them whiners put together.
I don't read those anymore. I don't have the time.
Shit, I ain't worth this much.
You didn't know that? Jesus Christ, man!
Tell me one.
Of course I am. But what if I wasn't?
Now, Leroy was an upstanding delinquent. Twelve.
Go.
You're a lucky man. You're gonna be all right.
things had gotten a little out of hand...
And you, you're really a writer?
No. I'm meeting him somewhere.
Yes.
It doesn't have a smell.
- I think Art Appreciation. - Music.
Were you in love with her or something?
Come on, man, let's play gin.
What can I do? Tell me.
- You'll be fine. - I'll see you later.
My favorite one was that she'd take me to see her shows...
A neighbor told me when I was 9 and I ran over his tomato plants.
He cut up my story and hung it on the Christmas tree.
Just make sure it stays zipped up.
I saw this program on the Medical Channel that you can cure people of snoring...
It was my first time in New Orleans.
Maybe, but only part-time.
"Tab" sounds like y'all might pay it someday.
I really do enjoy...
She used to sing here. I was about your age. She was something.
- Sorry. - It's all right.
One day they'll understand, when you finish that book.
She never would. Besides, God wouldn't let that happen.
They used you, Purslane.
"has successfully completed the 11th grade...
No, just me and Uncle Earl.
That cough sends shivers of mortality down my spine.
where life's a book and no one takes responsibility for writing.
I have the scars of that love on my face.
Bobby stepped in...
Hey, ¿qué haceís aquí?
They're all torn up about it. Ranks up there with being out of vodka and cigarettes.
Put that on my tab.
Yeah, and dandelions.
Bobby. If he's on his back, you have to turn him over.
"I write to you always, but never have the courage to send my letters.
and everyone knew but me.
I think Gran wanted me to know that when she was gone, I'd be totally on my own.
- Those fucking scumbag losers lied... - They are not losers. They're my...
"Procrastinate.
- You're in the wrong appliance. - What?
I'm back.
Play that slow one that I asked for.
Lawson said he didn't mind.
Whatever.
"What do you think of my face?"
Their year is almost up...
You know, some people would call you a disgusting old man...
Are you fucking crazy?
You know, I know what y'all think of me.