Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Chris Hansen My old arch-nemesis
Guy's back on the street two minutes, gets a fucking promotion.
Let’s get this straight: You win, I pay
Some homeless fuck saw a guy limping away.
I mean, that's wonderful, honey. I'm just so surprised.
He's okay. A little intense sometimes.
- Come on. - Get some...
She was wearing that perfume that she wears.
Good.
...erotic.
It's sad when they go young like that.
Okay, Mom.
- What did you do to your foot? - The other night. Fucking Irvington.
...my cousin entered into that too.
The fundamental question is:
Excuse me a minute.
Use your own phone, I’m busy
Are you sure? Ca...
- Isn't that what you always told me? - You have options.
Anyway, he's a very smart guy. He's got an IQ of 158.
You okay?
- Finn, what time's that game tonight? - Eight o'clock, I think.
You go out there, you shake his hand, and you put this fucking shit to bed.
You'll be picking up your teeth in another second.
- Can we get the check, please? - The young man took care of it.
So say it. Let me hear you say, "ooga booga."
- Hello? - Mrs. Soprano.
My arch nemesis.
Hogan? It’s a fucking nick name his family name is Bollea
What the fuck? Why go into it?
Oh, yeah, those two guys.
It was supposed to be fun, remember? Summer before the big grad school push.
But you didn't ask me to come.
Lemmon rare?
- When? What are you talking about? - This morning, I showed up early...
Listen, I didn't mean to bite your head off in there.
your momma let her rip sometime
I probably should've mentioned...
And then he wasn't sure.
- No, I'm gonna go to film school. - Me too.
I knew that was coming
I keep telling you, you shouldn't work so hard.
I picked him out of the chorus.
I knew that was coming
Someone your husband hasn't contaminated.
I'm not sure that's the best...
Johnny's taking care of the internment, that shit there.
Give me two.
Glad to see you're not exerting yourself in the heat.
- Oh, it sure is today, isn't it? - It certainly is, Roger.
Come on, huh?
I’m gonna hear so much bullshit
Don't pull that "aw, shucks" shit with me. You're fucking going.
Mrs. Soprano, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to cut you short.
- It's still early. - That's true.
When they cum?
- You paid the check? - I figured since you're always so...
I hope Illinois wins! - Take it easy -
...but you haven't been yourself since the old man died.
Oh, shit!
- But I have to blow off the law center. - Is that what you wanna do?
All right, look, I know you're not earning what you expected...
He don't know. It's an opinion.
Good, good. That's it. That's it.
He's using his graduation present to buy me a ring.
Why, what happened?
- Is that what you want? - No.
I could come out west with you.
I walked into my house, and the cleaning girl was...
I think Chip's dyslexic... What's that got to do with it?
And your maid was crying about her cousin?
I'm afraid I'm gonna have to cut you short
...and probably med school for me?" Well, it's a good question.
You know, you talk about these guys like it's an anthropology class.