Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You don't see the camera? It's like it moved just a little bit.

What happened to you?

I'm already two hours late on this load. I try to take one shortcut, this is what I get.

Let's see. Do you like it? Do you like it, sweet boy?

- Hey, yeah, I'm talking to you. - Yeah?

Where are the knives? Carl!

You making all that noise? I'm trying to fucking sleep.

Dad's getting changed. I steamed your dress.

Aah! Look after Liam? I'd love to.

- Yeah? - Lip, let's go.

What's it called? Uh, O'Flaherty's.

Frank doesn't have friends, only people he hasn't pissed off yet.

I have not been out of the house in years.

Hope he wasn't too much trouble.

That was when I worked in an office, came home to a house, closet of suits.

- Change your mind about that movie? - Where's Mickey?

He bought a 65-inch flat-screen? Where the hell is that?

Thank you for watching Liam.

One, a-two, a-three.

Who else smells like Old Style and ball sweat?

My goddamn kid drained my phone playing Doodle Jump.

Take matters into your own hands.

You pretend to be dead, and your problems die for real.

Tell him it ends now. No more messing with Kash.

- Hey, I got a surprise for you. - Gotta do something about that toilet.

Wanted to be a landscaper.

- Okay. - Come here, Pooh bear.

And tell him I want the gun back. Tonight.

What used to be in the toilet is now in the tub.

- What are you gonna tell the kids? - I'm not.

Come on. One night.

- You need a cigarette. - Mm.

Barbecue sauce?

- Accident, was it? - Suicide.