Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

STEVE [OVER PHONE]: Hello? -How much you pay for it?
STEVE: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well, it's paid for. You want me to hook it up or not?
Seems nice.
Oh, sweet Jesus.
Not one bit. In fact, if you hadn't walked in...
She worked housekeeping at Cook County.
And a Dodge Astro van.
Got it? Okay. Ice and Advil. And keep your weight off of it.
-Veronica wants them. -Well, give me one.
"Just is." Like we're only given our lungs to tricking smoke, right?
[FRANK HUMMING]
And me, Frank Gallagher, father, teacher, mentor.
Uh, fourteen.
Ahem.
You probably scare him.
-Gallagher, number 2119? -Yeah, but that's not ours.
-Physics? -Yeah, yeah.
Hey, Carl, you seen Ian?
...or people diametrically opposite to Steve have always let me down.
She didn't reap this from me, I'll tell you that.
Stuff he's never heard of, stuff he might like...
You're almost 9, you're gonna have to start pulling your weight.
You got yourself a job for life with this joker.
I know. Science just turns me on.
Brian! You are grounded for 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 months for getting a bad haircut and causing chaos at school!
-Sorry, Lip. LIP: It's okay.
Better start a new one, then. Oh!
Fine, but it never happened.
Yeah, this isn't charity. I get paid for tutoring.
MAN [ON TV]: Ilike that with the candle. WOMAN: Yeah.
-What? -Who's got the jumbo dog?
"Because I'm not used to getting spoiled."
-...who's been around the block. -What if I do?
No more fuck-ups like leaving his dad breathing.
Black top with gold trim, black shiny jeans...
Knows how to disembowel an enemy with a roll of dimes and an old gym sock.
STEVE: Somebody wanna get the pancakes?
How much do you weigh?
I'm filling in for Candi. I can cover the rest.
Who the hell is that?
That didn't hurt half as much as I thought it would.
Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Veronica. What's your pre-tax income?
Wait, did Carl put in any?