Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can you shut the fuck up about it?
Come on.
What do you mean?
Fuck no!
Sure she can.
Where's my arc, Paulie?
Georgie comes in with vomit all over. I ask, "What the fuck?"
...I will assume that you are on vacation?
I try to do something nice. I come here to take you out.
Because he has a vowel at the end of his name: Grasso.
Does Tony know about this?
- Fucking Paulie! - Don't blame Paulie!
...possible Mob activities in the Garden State with indictments to follow.
Da Stonemill will stop serving brunch any minute
Now think. Why would people who eat with sticks...
Get dressed.
Get a pizza box.
I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
Finally, you're gonna get to good and evil. And he's evil.
Get up, I'm not gonna hurt you.
I was worried... - Shut up!
So go after Hollywood if you feel you must. But leave my patient alone.
I wipe my ass with your feelings
My God, they mentioned your name in the newspaper. The Star-Ledger.
Movie night, right? Last week they showed the Polish version of Rashomon.
So why don't you take a minute and tell them you have visitors.
It's funny how even during our marriage, we saw things differently.
No, that's no good. His arc is run, run, jump off the dam...
You know. Murder, Incorporated.
...that candy and carpet smell, I get high off it.
He was gonna be a tree surgeon, but he fainted at the sight of sap!
This is no time to go on the rag. Not with the indictment coming down.
We agreed on that on our first meeting.
The gate was open.
...and horrible shit in this world...
Can we hangout on Sunday? Introverts
Come on, give me that!
You want them to see the memes you downloaded?
At this point in our cultural history, Mob movies are classic American cinema.
When'd you get your wings?
In the Czech Republic too, we love pork. Ever had our sausages?
Juniors right we go on the lam now it’s open season, the fuckin Albanians’ll be livin in our houses
...you were thinking that everybody should do spring cleaning?
The gun was hot, so the slugs couldn't be traced to me.
How much would you say that bowl cost?
Anthony!
- I have an English paper! - You gotta be shitting me.
And I should wait to be contacted?
...she finally acknowledged...
There, the text came back.
Look at his fingernails!
Brendan Filone? Associate? Soldier? Fuck you!
Oh, Mama Livia, come stai, darling?