Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

These guys behind us are drooling over him.
Hijo… is muy bien. Muy… Muy bien.
- It wasn't a gamble. It was a sure thing. - It's fucking over.
Damn. Smells like a truck full of shit emptied itself into your mouth.
Yeah?
Don't do it!
Who is this? How'd you get this number?
I heard you're moving to the bench.
Let's go, baby!
- One look, just one look. - No. I'll get in…
He's bitching because he cares. He wants to win.
{\an8}Tough shot. Count it, for Clarks on.
Players are gonna try to get in your head every time you step on the court.
I played at Temple. Yeah. How'd you know that?
Uno momento. I have an idea.
Let's go. Come on! Come on! Come on!
You do nothing.
Okay, let's go.
worked every day.
Looks like you already did.
What's all this?
He will call in sick.
Go get it. Go get it.
You're gonna miss another one of your daughter's birthdays.
You're voluntarily watching a basketball game.
Exactly. Take him out of his comfort zone.
So what are you saying? He has a hairy face.
Yeah, they met. Go get laced up, bud.
Get ready. Downstairs. Five minutes. All right?
I'll let you old friends catch up.
I'm about to get into all that. You're not staying?
Come on, man. Easy.
It's just a showcase, not a big deal, just a step in the process.
Come on, man.
So I'm asking you now for something! Please help me!
I don't even want to say it.
And I never asked for anything back! Okay?
What kind of advice do you have for this guy?
No, that's going to get me in trouble.
Settle.
Stanley knows how to fuck up his life.
I was hoping you could help us out with something.
in working for a smug, born-on-third fucking bitch.
Run.
Kiss my fat ass, and fuck your five-star hotels.
What is Kermit Wilts doing here? The guy's a lock at two.
and you wanted to take your ball and run home.
{\an8}Why aren't they inviting him to the combine?
Thanks for everything.
My wife says hi. My wife says hello.
Get outta the fucking road!
- That's for us. - Okay, it's for us. Let's get 'em.
- Bo, Bo Cruz. - Where you play at, Bo Cruz?
Here. This is for you.
So tell me your whole story from the top.
The local temperature is 30 degrees Celsius…
{\an8}Speaking of making things look easy.
Yo, excuse me. No, no, he's with me. He's with me.
I literally eat one chip. They are not that good.
Jesus Christ!
Whoo!
Uh-huh.
Don't let him score in bunches. Don't let him get hot. Okay?
{\an8}Wagner! Wow!
Good, Bo! Yeah, Bo! Use that clock! Use that clock!
Sir, I need you to come with me.
For your sake, not just mine!
What'd he say? Because I'm what? He made a fat joke?
Half the fucking list are favors!
When I looked back up, I saw a telephone pole.
Stan.
Okay. Goodbye.
Just a big man who makes shots.
Then who was it?
If you beat him in a game of one-on-one to five,
Shake that off. Shake it off.
No, I didn't…
Oh! Stop that shit!
He is your oak tree.
God damn.
{\an8}Nowitzki goes right at Bowen
We'll have fun, but we're gonna kick your ass today.
The day we arrived,
Drive! Drive! Drive! Drive! Drive!
and T was pissed off at me.
I came to talk to you about something.
He could trade up, package Embiid with that King's pick.
Let's turn it around.
You're just unemployed, spending money on some man I've never...
Okay.
an insurance salesman going to bust my ass.
vouching for this guy.
That's it! That's it!