Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

that just so happen to express what's in my heart.

[Grace speaking in tongues]

[Viktor] Marcus, uh…

What are we gonna do when they show up and find out?

What did they want?

[hotel guests clamoring and chattering]

a few lobsters,

[briefcase sputters, powers down]

I've slept with many, many people. Many.

Luther, I'm your brother. We got no secrets.

you might say, we were, uh,

maybe we can come to some kind of an agreement, get it back.

Do none of you heartless bastards care about our murdered moms?

[voice echoes] I heard… I heard a rumor… [groans]

You think Dad is capable of killing innocent people?

You need to take this kid with you.

-[Diego] I'm so confused. -Shocking.

-Shouldn't you be watching your kid? -Dude, I got that parenting thing down.

♪ It makes you feel happy Like an old-time movie… ♪

♪ If the music is groovy ♪

There is no way we're gonna get past this to make it to the Commission.

it's moving day.

[ravens cawing]

-[Chet] No. -Good man.

-They want him back. Unharmed. -We don't have him.

[Chet] Yes, sir, right with you.

Thanks. Tailor in the lobby is a master craftsman.

to bring you this late-breaking story.

Lionel Richie's still cool.

-The hell were you doing in there? -Bathing.

-Wait. What's more important than family? -Hey, love.

Oh, it's much worse than that.

[gasping for breath]

What if it's a trap? What if we open it and it explodes?

-It's the gluten, asshat. -Hey, watch your mouth.

-Both of us together. -We'd have to trust each other.

Hey, quick question.

-Uh, it was… it was the wind. -[Luther] Who's the kid?

'cause that idiot may actually love you.

[distant police siren wailing]