Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Wyatt] Yeah, I'd, uh, invite you in, but...

Or gentlemen's club, not sure what you call it around here.

Not historically. No, ma'am.

[Wendy stammering] Yes, yes, I know. I...

She traipses out a bunch of colored folks, mad over what, I still couldn't tell you.

and I'm in hock to you and the bank

And I'd love to not have to turn the room upside down to find the clicker.

hundreds more of the shark's serrated--

So when did the Marriott become such a stretch?

Up, up. Come on.

♪ She will hate you now ♪

I never met them, but I... I know he loved them.

Not in three months.

What are we doing here? Enough already!

the cartels are laundering that money, at which point I'll seize it. All of it.

You park your boat or put your shit in a shed,

Where you going? What about our business arrangement?

in the lake area, and yet you still... you still seem to struggle,

Okay. Jonah, outside.

So, uh, my guess is that this all comes down to simple, run-of-the-mill laziness.

it's important to stay lean and to not overextend.

And that they not necessarily have a very strong business model.

and an updated business plan.

[weights clattering]

Guy who runs a drug cartel's a smart man.

-Did you say something to me? -You can't use that word. Ever.

-Really? -Yeah.

-[sighs] Yeah. I'm out. -[Marty] Yeah.

I have 1,150 miles of shoreline to patrol and eight boats.

I got you something. What is it? You got me chocolate? Yup, your favorite. I love chocolate. I know. All girls love chocolate. Oh, wait, how do you know all girls love chocolate? It's just a thing. Have you bought another girl chocolate? It's not what I was insinuating when I... But have you bought another girl chocolate? No, that's not what I was trying to say...

That's where Martin Byrde is. [sniffles]

[Buddy groans] Sam...

Okay. Okay. All right.

for the rest of your life.

[Buddy] Basement's finished. I'll take that.

-Hey! -Snug enough?

Oh, he trusted me with eight.

And I doubt very, very much that you did that by yourself,

Hey, Bob. Good morning. It's Marty Byrde.

[Charlotte sighs]

-But I want my 25%. Read me? -Uh-huh. Loud and clear.

♪ Please come here alone ♪

Isn't it cool? You can have it.

that you did that in a vacuum. So... my memory's crystal clear.

Why does she get so many texts every night?

I'm gonna have to tell him that the Langmores stole it.

-Listen. -You don't.

[Petty clears throat]