Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Hey, lady, you got tube-mail! -[exclaims]

Man, I'm selfish and petty.

Nope, but it sounds like you do.

[grunting] Fist! Fist, fist!

[crying] I'm sorry that's how I've been making you feel.

-No! No, Gil. -I feel it coming up.

-You shut the fuck up with that right now! -Oh! Hi.

Petty enough to lose the best bug I know.

[yelling] Please, God, take me instead!

From God, Gil. And she hates food waste.

I'm trying to be a good guy, so, please, just let me cut your dick off!

[menacingly] A crutch?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I think so.

-[sniffles] They can reattach him, right? -Maybe?

-Um, um, pretty sure. -Pretty sure, huh?

Well, I don't want you here either, so I guess we found some common ground.

-I did fuck her once. -All right.

I don't need your help!

-[sad music playing] -[both crying]

Oh, no, I was too focused on the mission to consider my own comfort.

I'll take my chances.

[Tito] The brakes are dead and so are we!