Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have a confession to make.
All right, everybody, start filing out. Next one's down the hall.
All my children's pictures. My mama, my papa's letters.
You better get me my money.
Like Ouija-board séance?
You see, I know all about the family
Silent, strong type
No, I'm not, and I've never been. Maybe that's why I'm still alive.
Nice wheels.
But… it's possible you could have it?
Maybe some things are still there, and I'll go quick.
Now I made my point.
A bit more serious than that.
Bit by bit.
as allied forces unleash an assault. Another…
Fuck off.
All right, enough.
Who told them they were welcome here? Who invited them in?
Here.
Yeah.
Oh!
Why? I'm fine. I gotta get some shit appraised.
Make an effort when you're in my country and try and insult me in my own language.
See, it took her face as a way in.
Did that just happen?
Jesus, really?
Lost this ear except for high-pitched ringing day in, day out.
They're important, right? Valuable, I bet.
A world where the rule of law, not the law of the jungle,
I'm not interested in any of this creepshow shit you favor, okay?
Check this out. You gotta see.
never had enough of anything.
This is yours, I bet you can still use it.
No. And clearly you don't speak English.