Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I said slowly.
Goddamn it!
You think I'm some kind of a whore?
I can do this all day!
Whoa, hey, ladies, come on. I know the adrenaline's still pumping...
BECAUSE I'M ALWAYS BORED!
And then-- Well, you know the rest.
We go to the hospital now! You two, get your ass off the car!
Well, dying-- No, he's not!
How's it hanging, Grimace? Ow!
Goddamn it, man, pace yourself!
I mean, thanks to you...
Yeah, it's the most stupidest boring job in the whole stupid boring world!
She's who we're after.
PS, and as for who-- Wait, hang on.
And as for who, I hate to be the one to tell you this...
And one petty barn full of dead horses.
Although so was the response.
Thanks to one petty local politician.
No, I think I'm really dying.
Which is Espanol for people smuggler.
Wait, whose daughter?
We will. And sepsis.
Sorry, I know that hurt.
And I said don't push me!