Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, ain't that the truth?
- Morning.
- Leave or I'm calling the police.
- What's the problem?
[body falls, rolls down hill]
How's your father doing?
- I begged you not to bring us here.
- Home late?
Better for them. Better for me.
- Are now.
- Llamas. What do you do with llamas?
You might need it.
Your biggest fear already came and you already beat it, right?
Then you don't know.
[groans]
- You do.
- Now, why'd you do that?
- You hungry?
Sometimes it just takes another man to find it.
- Where is this man right now?
they look right at you, with all this...
Hey.
- No?
- Right, if you don't know how to do something, don't do it.
You're the only thing that's going to make you safe.
- You ever been?
- What did I do wrong?
- Hell yeah.
♪ Cuz I ain't got much honey in my pocket ♪
But if I show you, it's your trash to take out.
- He's not coming out today. He's worse today.
This is all I have, so I didn't...
[clears throat]
Learn more. Fail more.
- That wasn't child abuse.
- Oh, shit, look at this!
- Uh, yeah, no.
No matter what he becomes, he'll never be that.
and buy a brand new truck.
- Have a seat. - Naw, I'm all right.
- So you want to be a cowboy, huh?
- You like your cattle guard so much,
Quit your whining.
Boy, come here.
...or a two-shot day?