Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you messed up,

* Penthouse, rooftop, birds I feedin' *

the black Navigator

- Just a little bit. - Listen to my son.

You kick up five grand a week to start.

the fuck over there, Dwight?

I'm glad to be your Rubicon.

You remember my wife Marie?

[country music playing]

whacking a guy, who I actually liked,

But I'd be doing it in Oklahoma.

* I see you drivin' a sportscar, ain't hittin' the throttle *

in your mouth, and that's gonna be me--

I didn't call you no gangster, I said a gangster gotta...

If I'd like to be a barber like him.

Well, you're no fun.

- in my own damn cab-- - Hey, hey!

I've done for this family-- your family--

Is it the age gap?

he called me a crack dealer, threatened to call the police.

Why do they call this place the Sooner State?

Well, because I was really hoping you'd buy me one.

Ain't no crew up in here, man.

There's nothing left for me in New York.

Nothing left for me here.

* Dance in front your mirror while you're home alone *

Jesus Christ, I came here with some sense of honor.

Twenty-five years.

These Church of God folks bless the shit out of you,

What's with this puss?

- This guy has no respect. - He's a capo, Dwight.

- How you doing? - Good.

Okay, Tyson, I need you here

If you're just looking to get high, let me know.

I just might tell you.

Hey, ain't nobody gonna talk to me like that

The "none of your fuckin' business"

I just don't wanna get in trouble.