Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In your heart you wanted to give these to somebody else.

Keith, you haven't finished your dinner.

Dad, I can't. I don't want to.

That was swift. I gave you a window to throw him out of and you went limp.

What? What are you talking about?

We ordered. I don't want to end it.

See you Saturday.

Can I have a ride?

She's beautiful and everyone's in love with her and she's going out with me.

Can I have a minute to finish talking?

- Me? - Yeah, you.

Yeah? You walk out on me, where you gonna go?

I didn't say anything about sex.

The car won't start.

No, no, that was very nice. You're pretty.

I don't think that's gonna happen.

What is your name?

If you're so tight with Hardy's people, why aren't you over there with them?

You didn't use me?

Could I book time to take a leak?

Where's the fucking money Keith?!

It's Beluga caviar.

- My friends are crossing their fingers. - Thank you.

Were you at the bank recently?

Wow! Check that out. Did you steal it?

There's a lot of things you don't know about me.

How... how do you work on it?

Not in those words.

This place is my church.

I borrowed it. I figured your ass was too precious for vinyl.

Those were a gift from... your wife.

of having the weirdest guy in school be a blood relative.

To win big you gotta do what? Lose big. What are we doing now?

I wasn't aware I was smiling, but if it bothers you, I can stop.

Don't get in his way.

Yeah. That's...

I... I do like art. It's just that... isn't it closed?

Do you know what kind of guy Hardy is?

Any time somebody from the outside lifts a woman from a gwat like Jenns,

I didn't mean to scare you.

- What? - Get out of my way.

It's true. I don't want Amanda hating me. I don't want anybody hating me.

But now I can't hide it any more.

Amanda has to bring him. What else can she do?

coz I'd like to borrow your car.

I think we've covered everything. All the arrangements have been made.

Forget it. It's impossible.

You talked to her? Really?

What do you see in me? You first.

Wait, Duncan. Let me talk to him.

Your father said drop it.

What's hanging in that museum? My soul? No, it's my face.

There isn't anything I can do to him that he hasn't already done to himself.

I didn't know Jenns lived in a hen house, did you?

I have practically no feeling in my upper arm.