Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your son pulled a gun on a federal agent, Marty. Pull over.

Behind the movie theater, that lot?

Anyway, Buddy's better. [chuckles]

I'm reminding you that ill humor in the morning brings about a darkened day.

Hello, Miss Darlene.

And was it the main guy?

with 800 bucks a month, for doing absolutely nothing.

That was preexisting knowledge.

-Anything you wanna tell me? -Mnh-mnh.

[Cade] No. Done talking.

But here, it's safe.

You know why you don't run?

then maybe he might be...

You know what? Big picture?

She tried to kill me.

You're not gonna get in any trouble for it.

On your way out, run him back down where he came from.

How about a double murder, for starters?

But I just talked to him.

keep an open mind, please?

flooding out our forebears a hundred years ago?

And whether you've accepted it or not, you're a criminal, Wendy,

Why you bringing some kid into our kitchen?

Just, uh, keep an eye on her, okay? I'm gonna be right back.

-Hello. -[Ruth] Sam.

But the problem is, you lack people skills.

That fuckin' fed, Marty,

Marty here was just inquiring about his future as a paid informant

-Hey, not over the phone. -All I'm just asking--

They're more likely to bring you in, since you're his partner and all.

It was a long time ago.

[Jacob] Wally's come to help out a little.

-I got a bad feeling about this, Daddy. -Yeah?

So, hang in, Wendy.

I mean, you think they got something on him, or...

What's the score?

stashes it away in a lunch box reeking of pot, by the way...

[Darlene] You know what that is right there?

-I'm sorry, do you understand that? -Yeah, I understand that.

[Wendy] Did you steal $5,000?

[engine running]

had me outside the strip club, saying that I murdered Russ and Boyd.