Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And Russia likes Jews only slightly more than faggots.

Welfare Queen! Welfare Queen! Welfare Queen!

So, what am I supposed to do?

Oh, yeah, 'cause guys love a big brain.

Wait till you get a load of our warheads.

I mean, shut the fuck up.

Hate her all you want.

If you don't start impressing the shit out of me on the mats,

Okay, can you stop with the accent? It's a little early for that.

You need the metal thing.

[Tammé] No, I know I seen you.

- [Ruth in normal voice] Fine. - Freedom!

I mean, this is like an internal struggle about racial inequality in America.

What the fuck does that mean? How am I selling out?

What's the matter with her? What's she talking about?

♪ Well, all the things she said ♪

Why don't you work on your wrestling skills?

I mean, they don't party, they haven't traveled,

Shalom!Mazel, mazel!

I need to learn more about being Russian,

I'm not writing it for the masses.

Oh. Sam's getting me a horse. [chuckles]

[in Southern drawl] Oh, darling. Where would we have ever crossed paths?

Eighteen-and-under division. Very good.

- Ruth is the right match for you. - Sam.

Then he hit on me at an airport bar.

[speaking Russian]

[Debbie] You need to hire someone else, someone without rage issues.