Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

two days ago.
Get the dog off me! Take his guns, Nate.
Maybe we can grab a beer on your way back.
Well, let'sjust keep moving, all right? It's gotta be at least 3:00 or 4:00 a.m. by now.
[ Tires Screeching ]
- You son ofa bitch! We've got to go after her. - No.
Now, which way did they go? I don't know.
[ Grunting ]
Come on! Move it!
[ Creaking ]
[ Sighs ]
My problem is I don't wanna be chained to a whackjob...
[ Panting ] when you're dead. [ Shouts ]
I'll call for help once we get there.
- Let's go. - [ Shotgun Cocks ]
[ Groaning ]
Fine.
That'll teach that motherfucker!
It should have communication equipment.
Look out!
I'm sorry. If I do, he'll kill me.
Oh, you like the rough stuff, huh?
Okay. Let's get out of here.
It'sjust over the hill— right there. I swear.
[ Groans ]
[ Nate ] You should go back to the road. Turn yourself in when the police arrive.
So the shit better come good like clockwork next week.
Help me!
[ Babbles ]
How long? A couple ofdays.
- You're fuckin' dead! - [ Cackles ]
[ Panting ]
Now he's slowing down. [ Honking ]
[ Grunting ]
Let's get Chavez up front followed by Juarez here and then the rest of'em.
then I'm gonna fucking kill him!
Just make sure your fucking tacojockeys don't fuck it up.
What about that truck up by the river?
Okay? We have no idea where we're going,
Why should I give you a gun?
I don't know. Maybe I am.
- A couple of hours maybe. - You better find it.
[ Chavez ] Hurry it up.
- Good. - What about whoever's out there?
[ Screams ] [ Whimpering ]
[ Muttering ]
Let'sjust pass her around, then pop her in the head...
[ Cackling ]
One for the cuffs, one for the cage and one for the leg irons.
Piece ofshit.
[ Groaning ]
Nate, she's dead.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Muttering Continues ]
[ Nate ] Late '50s maybe.
But I don't think that's in your best interest,
Let us out! We're gonna fry! Come on! Get up!
[ Grunting ] Fuck you, Chavez!
I will.
Listen.
[ Shouts, Indistinct ]
[ Cackles ]
- [ Police Radio Chatter ] - This is where the sheriff reported the bus crash.
[ Spitting ]
It's gotta be a trap. Yeah, but why would he think it'd work?
You kill that motherfucker first chance you get. You hear me?
[ Shotgun Cocks ] [ Coughs ]
Take the bitch! [ Shotgun Cocks ]
Don't fuck with me again. Right?
So,
No. It's fine.
Yeah. Good boy.
[ Gasps ] [ Screams ] Help me!
[ Alex Groans ]
He's gone. She's gone. We're moving on.
He was deformed like him.
No! Walter! Walter!
We need to keep moving.
when you found out yourwife was fucking a real marine, you punk-ass bitch?