Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Go to the drugstore.

I'm seeing that girl you used to date.

You cooked that fucking horse alive.

Maybe she'll give you a sponge bath.

Yeah, that's her friend.

What the fuck? Put it up!

Good morning, you.

No body, no murder.

A blonde with big tits and a hat full of Viagra.

Suddenly there's a fire.

I know it's tragic to think this way...

We did everything we could, but she had to be destroyed. She was too badly burned.

- You look after it. I can't. - I understand.

What are you, a vegetarian?

My daughter's addressing the Irish Parliament.

Right side of his body.

Whatever happened there

The horse was no fucking good… with the fucking bad eye all the time.

You're so high on scag...

He's making my son pay for it.

Either jump in with both feet, or don't.

But this new doctor says maybe she can.

Why don't you take it easy?

If the court finds you lack fitness to proceed...

Mr. Soprano, Allison Pak, Channel Six.

- You cut back on that shit, right? - I'm a different man.

They'll investigate, but it's a formality, considering the value of the stock.

No, it's a mistake.

All due respect, T...

“I smoked half a joint before you called, I’m fine” Me anytime I arrive literally anywhere

hooked up to a machine.

It just went up?

- She's been a great help. - I will.

You have a son, vickrum macker?

We were right to disappear him. You're right.

- We'll go after a juror. - Suppose nothing works?

I also know he and Tony are on the outs, but Tony's not talking.