Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then we just stood there for a while.
They sit in their car all day and they get hungry, so she brings them food...
Where's the remote?
...and wheel the next slob in. We went over this, Marie. Drop it.
Dinner's almost ready, okay?
Dinner with the family every night of the week.
You don't look at him. You look at me.
- Got it? - Yeah.
Man, I don't get this.
- Could you keep an eye on your sister? - Sure.
"A loud, harsh cry; Walt Whitman's was barbaric."
So I guess this is what you want, huh?
Hi.
So you're promoting caution here.
Hey, it's me. Wait for the thing.
No, not jail as in "jail" jail.
Your boss.
...may have been the victim of a gang-related execution.
I mean, ever. Understand?
...and they knock a few bucks off her price.
Prison or worse. And I'd be right alongside you.
What?
Me, acting like I'm thinking things over...
I tell you what, Walt...
Four-letter word, 1200.
And you want a believable story.
Jesse, you are now 42 minutes late.