Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have a really bad problem.

One night it was very bad, the worst I'd ever seen it.

Who's Mr. Simonet? Hey, I'm talking…

I mean, people are listening to me.

What'd you wish for?

I'm not doing a bunch of skanky guys instead of spending time with my son.

Give me that! That's my asthma spray!

— Want me to bring you back something? — Oh, no, thanks.

It'll be your birthday present to me.

What? You like it?

— Your father's not getting his foot… — That's what you always say.

You ever been on the street?

Something's gonna happen, then it'll be too late.

It's the truth.

I know what I'm talking about, Arlene.

Trevor locked himself in a bathroom and he can't breathe…

You're the greatest son in the world!

— I need a smoke. — Yeah. Over there.

Did you draw the short straw today, barry?

Have dinner with me?

In what other way has he been a father?

I ain't saying a thing till I get one more.

Look what I found.

That's not pertinent, and you know it.

Look, I know what we had was a nightmare, Arlene.

The shit came from my head. I can't lie.

Get him, get him! Off the ropes!

How's that supposed to happen all of a sudden?

You only like people you can get drunk with.

Because you came to the school…

She ain't want to, but I wouldn't stop until she let it out.

Well, you can't know, not until you're looking at a dumpster.

It was great for me, because my grandma came to my birthday party.

Why do you think Trevor stopped talking to you?

Seventh grade is difficult, but he seems happy at school.

— He's paralyzed, get out of the ring. — You can't get out of the ring.

I can't reject you. You're too quick for me.

You think I'm going for your dried-up crusty ass? Whatever.

Thank you very much. Where's the phone? I got to call for a cab.

…and get her some goddamn air.

We could, if you were, if you want to…

That's not really breakfast.

— No, not you. — No, I've been weak.

Mention my name, you'll be selling your kidneys to pay for your lawsuit.

— Thanks a lot. — Get out!

— That's an engagement ring. — And he doesn't drink.

You didn't call me a fag, did you?

That can't be right, can it?

I know somebody's in here.

— Hello? — Hey.

Whatever we want.

If there is a word you hear that you don't understand, there's a dictionary.

Here you are. You can't drive. You can't vote.

I guess it's hard for some people who are used to things the way they are…

…and he lights a match.

And then I pass the buck to you

— When I find something worthy… — I know somebody who needs something.

— Bummer. — Bummer.

They pay you to.

— I feel you. — No doubt, dog, no doubt.

Looks to me like you've got yourself a little problem.