Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How about the Crazy Eights? - Yeah!

What if Rallo and I split the other 1000...

Hey, the eight of you could form a club.

- Tell 'em where you're from - Straight outta Compton

Actually, you can drop me off at the mall.

...I am so sorry about the death of your son.

Whatever you've done, I've done worse.

I don't even own a toilet.

Hey, it's that lady from the school that has the big ass.

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.

How're we supposed to make money selling cookies, huh?

They've got Junior.

- Which kind of makes you a gang leader. - Mm-hm.

I been around, seen a lot of things, know a lot of things.

I hid in that empty duffel bag that you had the coke in...

Well, how long have I got?

It's great what you've done for these kids. Lord knows we need the extra cash.

Thank you. - Hmm. Babies making babies.

Oh, you guys are pathetic.

Yo, Eights. Let me holler at you.

This is Principal Farquhare.

- Stink all to hell and get lice and suffer. - Get in the kitchen and make my dinner.

In a minute. Wait in the car.

What did I tell you about David Archuleta?