Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He won't think anything's wrong. Come on, make me laugh.
What's that?
So why don't you go back to your halftime festivities, Joey?
What are we gonna do?
Are you kidding? You ought to see this guy's place.
Yeah, okay.
Listen, I could put your friend out of his misery for him.
...when do I throw the first pitch? - Okay.
See?
All right. I take it from here. Go to the bar, get yourself a drink and relax.
Go.
He'll apologize. Smile.
Three minutes to 12.
(Bill Slaps Riley with a Belt) STOP FUCKING TALKING TO ME THAT WAY, I'M YOUR FATHER!!!
...because there are people at this table. Give me time to get into position.
Theresa...
- How much? - 50 cents.
...my mother always gave me chicken soup.
None of them will get hurt.
Oh, yeah? Well, it's a lot better than reading that garbage that you read.
Easy.
What, now that I finally got a waitress?
- You bet I do. - Terrific.
I say we waste him.
Well, one of them bounced off that thick skull of yours.
- Last go-around, huh? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - You got any plans after this is over?
See you.
That creep's holding firm.
You know the last time that my partner got riled like that...
- Good luck. - You're the tops.
You really know how to cheer a guy up, don't you?
- The shoulder? - Yeah.