Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(SCREAMS ECHOING)

Yeah, of course. I told you, I don't fuck with shit like that.

Yeah, this place is incredible.

What? Wait, wait.

Why the fuck am I seeing shit still?

Just finish it.

To his estate. It's not that far.

-What are you talking about? -Manaker.

I did it to myself.

-Are you sure? -Yeah, harder.

We need to leave.

Okay, let me in.

He was just doing what I paid him to.

(MANAKER BREATHING RAGGEDLY)

-Nora. -Jesus Christ. You scared me.

I claimed my reward.

No, you can't get me to do anything.

I don't need him to be proud of me or anything.

(SCREAMS) You didn't have to do that!

-Riley. -It's okay, give them a second.

Just give her some space.

For your efforts,

There is so much more the body can be made to feel.

Great to meet you guys.

One, two, three!

their tastes were not what I imagined.

It's just a lot. It's a lot, and I get it.

and we'll split whatever cash we can get from it, yeah?

I don't know. I mean, some rich asshole who's looking to make a profit.

TREVOR: Anything? NORA: No.

Get the fuck up.

Seriously, come back inside.

Riley, I'm not trying...

I don't know. She's out of it.

It was locked up.

Listen, that's where Riley's car is. Okay?