Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Finn, what time's that game tonight? - Eight o'clock, I think.

I walked into my house, and the cleaning girl was...

I knew that was coming

I knew that was coming

Hogan? It’s a fucking nick name his family name is Bollea

Oh, yeah, those two guys.

- Come on. - Get some...

- Can we get the check, please? - The young man took care of it.

Mrs. Soprano, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to cut you short.

I’m gonna hear so much bullshit

your momma let her rip sometime

- But I have to blow off the law center. - Is that what you wanna do?

The fundamental question is:

Johnny's taking care of the internment, that shit there.

Anyway, he's a very smart guy. He's got an IQ of 158.

Guy's back on the street two minutes, gets a fucking promotion.

Let’s get this straight: You win, I pay

He's using his graduation present to buy me a ring.

Listen, I didn't mean to bite your head off in there.

Someone your husband hasn't contaminated.

Why, what happened?

She was wearing that perfume that she wears.

...my cousin entered into that too.

I think Chip's dyslexic... What's that got to do with it?

Some homeless fuck saw a guy limping away.

...and probably med school for me?" Well, it's a good question.

- No, I'm gonna go to film school. - Me too.

It was supposed to be fun, remember? Summer before the big grad school push.

- What did you do to your foot? - The other night. Fucking Irvington.

Chris Hansen My old arch-nemesis

My arch nemesis.

And your maid was crying about her cousin?

- You paid the check? - I figured since you're always so...

Excuse me a minute.

I could come out west with you.

You know, you talk about these guys like it's an anthropology class.

But you didn't ask me to come.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to cut you short

Are you sure? Ca...

...but you haven't been yourself since the old man died.

Glad to see you're not exerting yourself in the heat.

It's sad when they go young like that.

All right, look, I know you're not earning what you expected...

- Oh, it sure is today, isn't it? - It certainly is, Roger.

- Is that what you want? - No.

I hope Illinois wins! - Take it easy -

- Isn't that what you always told me? - You have options.

- Hello? - Mrs. Soprano.

What the fuck? Why go into it?

He don't know. It's an opinion.

Don't pull that "aw, shucks" shit with me. You're fucking going.

I mean, that's wonderful, honey. I'm just so surprised.

You'll be picking up your teeth in another second.

Use your own phone, I’m busy

I keep telling you, you shouldn't work so hard.

I probably should've mentioned...

He's okay. A little intense sometimes.

So say it. Let me hear you say, "ooga booga."

- When? What are you talking about? - This morning, I showed up early...

I picked him out of the chorus.

Good, good. That's it. That's it.

- It's still early. - That's true.

And then he wasn't sure.

I'm not sure that's the best...

You go out there, you shake his hand, and you put this fucking shit to bed.