Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nah, it's-it's-it's not that hard.

- Yeah, probably. - Yeah.

This is not working out for me, Dennis. You-you...

- You don't know how? - [SIGHS] No. I don't know anything.

I'm gonna get rich, I'm gonna get famous,

and you got to look phat if you're selling weed.

- Oh. - Oh. [CHUCKLES]

And Mac's a terrible drug dealer,

is invest in ourselves.

I couldn't do it without you.

- Oh, no, dude. I would never make fun - Of course not.

From the machines and my paycheck

Her voice drives me insane.

Oh. I can dig that, man.

I mean, it's not my fault. You never showed me anything.

Oh, oh, oh, could you?

You might as well just,

We'll pay the appropriate price for a roller rink.

["PRAISE YOU" BY FATBOY SLIM PLAYING]

Oh, got to tighten them Dee's nuts.

There's-there's numbers and money, you know?

- Oh, that's super nice of you. - Oh, yeah.

and you're so funny.

MAC: Oh, with their gun.

- They tell you, and then... - Uh-huh.

and you'll be working at a roller rink.

Sup, son. I'm having the best night.

- See you. So sweet. - Have fun. - Bye.

All right, let's get a quick break.

Well, there's a-a palpable sadness in here.

I'm moving to Hollywood.

Right, but it sounds like you don't know what the business is.

Don't bring your mother into this.

Well, the Hornets have the coolest colors, man.

- Whoa. - [SCOFFS] Email? Mark my words,

Coming through, coming through.

♪ Long way together ♪

Hey, you should come work for me, man.

You guys like that name?

Oh, it's-it's my dad.

- and not just your boss... - [PAGER BEEPING]

Smells like fish. You guys smell that?

- DENNIS: Huh? - Yeah.

- Hold the briefcase. - Okay. Thanks, Father.

You want to buy my joint?