Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What did you want me to do, shoot the kid?

Unless you want the little girl. She's 11, 12.

- Shut up. - Yeah, you really opened up.

Downstate, picking up our dad from prison.

Straight shot. There's no O'Flaherty's.

Debs, come here.

...would trickle down to us, but that's their fault.

- I couldn't get them to raise the limit. - Plus interest.

Uh, a huge guy jumped me. Two eighty, 290, steroids... Who knows?

- Roofie get the job done? - I don't wanna rape him.

- You were right. - Anything else?

How about if we start with a bath? Okay? You like bubbles, don't you?

- It's a medical mystery. - What do you want me to do?

Wanna show you something.

Okay. Who's a sweet boy? Come here.

Know anyone who wants to buy part of a liver?

The important thing is you kids. Carl.

- Hey, what floor's the pool? - Second, but it's closed.

Any chance I can borrow this?

Twelve hundred at the Windy Titty?

Oh, God. I can't. Stop it, make it stop.

A grand to Big Lenny?

But what was I supposed to do? Shoot him over a Cup-a-Soup?

Put some clothes on. You two look like a couple of fags.

- Register matches inventory. - Yeah, you're right.

Today is Put Your Head in the Toilet Day.

When a plane goes down, they tell you to put your mask on before helping anyone.

I need an ice pack. And where's Carl?

- Give me a number. - Thirty-five.

Did Mickey pay for that?

Are you sure that's such a good idea?

Six hundred and eighty dollars...

What do I owe you for the reach-around?

I won't look like a lady.

You're supposed to negotiate.

Can you tell him, I'm sorry, I tried?

Jesus. I need it more than you.

Oh, finger-paints.

You're perfect. I don't know what I'd do without you.

- If you didn't run, we'd have flushed first. - We want our 6 grand.