Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, I got to... I got to get going.
Recommended by who, man?
Manager?
-Thank you. -Thank you.
-(grunts) -(mimics grunt)
-That's our truck? -Cool. Yeah, yeah.
and I'm calling a Lyft right now.
Come on in. Have a seat.
(driver humming)
Sh-Shit, wait, uh, I think I might've packed up the keys.
BOTH: Brrr!
I need that.
she knows all her colors, she knows her letters.
No offense.
Y'all went to lunch?
* Any day, now *
Okay. Yeah. Here we...
would be...
We're starting another line this way.
-(muffled voice) -* Nah-nah nah-nah-nah-nah *
(Darius imitates plane engine buzzing)
(plane engines humming)
Yo, open the door, man!
Uh, um, the bedrooms are in the back. Okay?
-And what's coming is-- -(shouts)
Just know that's exactly what I'm talking about.
-Hey, you must be Earn. -Yes.
Yeah, but, uh, Darius gonna need some help.
-(beeps) -WOMAN: Excuse me. Sorry.
Yeah, it should be, like, uh, two hours.
Uh, I need ID.
I saw what you did...
But let's save that for our next season.
and I just need everything to go.
Yeah, rule number one-- pack like a Navy SEAL.
-What makes you say that? -(Lottie babbling)
-Yeah. -You want changing?
Do Nigerians get a chance to fail?
and some reality TV stars.
His friends?
-All right. -WOMAN: Whose bag is this?
You ain't got to say shit.
It's all good.
Only take what you need.
-* Of every man * -* Ooh, ooh *