Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Charlie, that's just rude. What are you doing, Charlie?
Pervert! Dickhead!
Why, thank you, Mac. It's crap. Pure, unadulterated crap.
Spoke highly of him? What?
Uh, my dad made me steal it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, dude.
He showed me funny movies with fully naked people in them.
That's him right over there talking to your kids.
'Cause I may not be much, Frank, but, uh, I think you'll find that I'm a pretty sweet deal...
All right, fine. I'll help you. But then right afterwards, you're helping me.
Yeah. Okay, you two, stay right here.
'Cause I was thinking we could do some father-son stuff. Have a catch. Talk.
Hey there, little fella.
They're taking away my Luther. Mom, I was... Mom! Mom, sorry. Can you listen to me?
Mom, you don't hate Dad, do you? Oh, yeah.
Charlie... It's the heroin thing.
Oh, that sounds nice. How'd it go?
Look at his jaw. Look at his jawline…
It looks great. Stop fiddling with it.
I don't think so.
That's right. A maid. A maid I can bang.
This one shouldn't take long.
Charlie. Why am I on there?
That won't be a problem.
and away from our children, you know, once and for all. It's going on and on.
Take a real close look at this body. This body is chiseled. This body is...
past her skin, all that eczema and shit.
Can I take your coats? Bonnie, coat.