Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've lost your mind.

I got to put his mail in the guy's goddamn hands.

I'm getting a full-body scan. I've been partying real hard lately.

there is no size 14 in osmosis

so I go up to Indian Trail and what do I find out?!?

ALRIGHT, SO I START MARCHING MY WAY DOWN TO DAVE IN THE MURPH

It's out, and it's in. Pretty good, right?

- We'll be covered. - Okay, here we go.

I mean, what is this, like some kind of socialist country

This is Johnson.

this is un American. You don't pay for health insurance. That's crazy.

Jesus Christ, Corey That right there is the expanded universe

Yeah, and I'm doing both of our jobs here, so you want to help out?

Well, I'm already on a nitric oxide energy stack,

Sorry. I can't handle the stress you're giving me right now.

I haven't pooped in days My body is working at 100% efficiency

Yeah, but you know, if you know Latin, you know, like, three languages, so...

I just had a heart attack. Maybe you should turn this techno music down.

I mailed them halfway to Siberia, okay?

This company is being bled like a stuck pig, Mac,

YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME. I GOT TAPES FULL OF GRAYSON!

I'm serious, you guys. Something's not right.

Now, Mercer's gone AWOL for the week with the wife and kids

You just dogged, bro.

I'm trying to calm myself down, and hey, we got insurance,

Jarmo?! Who the hell is Jarmo?!

I am so stressed out. I feel like I'm having a panic attack.

We sort of work as a team. I'll tell you what.

Charlie, if we've lost our jobs, that means we've lost

LUIGI: AND I KNOCK OUT OF THE DOOR AND SAY STEVEN STEVEN STEVEN I GOTTA TALK TO YOUR FRIENDS!

"Carol, I got to talk to you about Pepe."

And then when I walk out, I'm gonna put a bunch of metal

ALRIGHT, SO I START MARCHING MY WAY DOWN TO DAVE IN THE MURPH

Yeah, man, come on, help me out here.

- so hold really still. - Easy, easy.

- Days? - Days.

Hang on. It's all good.

That's a government salary right there, yeah.

You decided to rock jeans, for instance. I'm confused by that. Yeah, uh, I chose jeans. I'm not seeing a lot of other jeans...

No, it seems like he's got a bunch of goddamn dance mixes.

I am actually having a panic attack.

RFK: You decided to rock jeans, for instance. I'm confused by that. Kid Rock: I'm going for that Jesus on the cross look.

- It's out, and it's in. - Pretty good, right?