Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I looked it up. New Mexico says all I need is a note from a doctor.

It's as simple as that.

...invested it in the car wash you helped run.

- Why? - Because it's moronic.

Oh, yeah? That's great.

...in the 4700 block of Eighth Avenue late last night.

A meth-head you're trusting to do this?

Okay to use your bathroom, right?

No, now listen. I know it sounds risky.

So why are you telling me this?

Get a beer with me.

Swearing to God he's gonna leave her alone.

...if the husband were no longer estranged.

What? No. What is that? That's hearsay. Do you have any proof?

...and now it's our product they're selling.

No. I'm in this bed for a reason.

Besides, what if someone comes in?

Nothing we could do but pass her to the EMT's, put him a car...

What about people on crutches? Maybe I should be in here too.

Just lying in a hospital bed getting sponge baths from nurses.

Just trying to do the right thing.

You are not a murderer

They got him...

- Oh, my God. - Look, these two...