Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've come to reclaim my territory, Super Fly.
And they want, and they want.
Whitefish?
-Really? -Really.
Okay, look. Hey, look.
...my grandmother left to my thieving father...
It's fucking Rosemary's Baby.
Take your time.
Will you look at this?
-Suck it. -Mr. Hodes, please help us.
No one is buying this shit.
...but, honestly, you lost me about 15 minutes in.
Oh, Cee-Cee.
-We'll live happily ever after. The end. -It's not that easy.
Okay. I'll get you a wheelchair up here, and--
This is exciting.
No. You're always talking about how you wanna...
Great. I will go see the judge tomorrow.
She likes me.
Who's pretty?
What?
In the meanwhile, Silas, I need you to sign this power-of-attorney form.
-Can I help you with something? -I....
Bluebirds on my shoulders.
But that's just because you're cursed with schmuckness.
She's gonna burn in hell for all of eternity.
-I am his father. I choose his life. -You had your chance to choose.
Twenty-five feet, Gayle.
-Maybe he leave his wife. -Even more complicated.