Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...well, they know a few things.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the Lord bless him and keep him.
That's a lot to get off your chest.
But he met with Greenberg too, and he was willing to represent me.
It was Joey Peeps. May he rest in peace.
I KNEW THAT WAS COMING!
So say it. Let me hear you say, "ooga booga."
So I solved a major problem, business-wise.
...I have an attorney who will aggressively pursue my custody of A.J...
...I had a fucking panic attack, all right? From my mother, goddamn it.
Because he's thinking of becoming an oral surgeon.
There was no abundant intentionality in me getting out the suitcase.
- You could come out for a week. - Wait, wait. What?
Some rack on that girl.
No, I lied. What am I gonna tell him? What am I gonna tell all of them?
Frankly, when he heard your husband was the defendant...
I knew that was comin!
There's fucking dog shit all over by the entrance.
I'm sorry about the stone. It was a mistake. We'll fix it.
That's what you were doing after the party last week?
The reason he went to prison...
Alls I know I used to be number-one cousin now I’m being eased aside
So how's your daughter doing?
You Pay.
Here. Give me that shit.
I understand your frustration. If you like, I can recommend a colleague.
- She fucking loved it. - Yeah.
You're lucky you don't get your head handed to you.
You sound like a racehorse pissing in there.
No, I left before she woke up.
- Thank God for choices. - Oh, stop your bullshit!
After all we've been through, is it so hard to own up...
- You enjoying yourself here? - It's all right.
Phineas, he was just asking, how come a dentist?
...precludes me from representing you because of that consultation.
Good.
- Even Finn got a job working construction. - Well, good for Finn, then.
What's wrong? You all right?
I sure hope Illinois defeats Penn State today
Maybe we should stay out there. You could transfer to UCLA.
He... He lost his wife, his daughter.
I can multitask, Adriana, I'm not a fucking retard.
Connecticut
I used a forensic accountant to reconstruct his finances.
rival Kene, my arch-nemesis.
I just talked to my parents.
But you walk around that fucking mansion...
Shit. No connections for Alex.
- I'm right here. We fucking live together. - But you got out a suitcase.
All right, come on. Let's take a walk, calm down. Come on.
The only thing Johnny understands is force.
But he is definitely not the person I wanna spend the rest of my life with.
Okay, settle this: