Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Aha! See, that's what I resent.
Arriba! God damn it! Manos arriba!
Go where?
Short-term, somewhere that's not
You done?
We are not leaving Ray.
No, your utter contempt for your own mortality!
Okay, good, 'cause the dressing up like Mr. Archer part
dressing up like Mr. Archer,
They're prison gangs, not frats.
And you didn't even take a moment?
Not until he admits he's been half-assing
(GROANS)
He's missing! With God knows how much of our dwindling cocaine
(SHOUTING IN SPANISH)
for our current predicament, blame...
Archer and money and liquor.
I bet I wouldn't even enjoy...
CYRIL: What the..
But I need you to focus on me,
Ow! That's not what I had in mind.
(ALL EXCLAIM)
It's all your fault, it's all your fault.
Ha! What're you laughing at?
That was?
(STAMMERING)
with all this cocaine on board.
Nobody wants an enema.
You're alive?