Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Who all picked you up? - Nice Guy. We get to a bar.
EITHER HE'S ALIVE OR HE'S DEAD, OR THE COPS GOT HIM... OR THEY DON'T.
What did we do wrong? What shoulda we done? What didn't we do?
Ηe said l was a good thief, l didn't rattle,
Ηey, nobody's trading with anybody.
Look, just let Εddie for now set you up at Long Beach.
I stand outside and guard the door. I don't let anybody go in or go out.
I swear to God, l thought he was gonna die right then and there.
cause we got shit we need to talk about.
scum-ridden motherfucker, man, sprayed diarrhoea all over one of the bowls.
♪ l say, woo-woo, to relieve your belly ache?
Εddie, you keep talking like a bitch, I'm gonna slap you like a bitch.
l don't wanna lift no fuckin' crates, Εddie.
But l'm gonna torture you anyway.
Crowd control. Τhey handle customers and employees.
You do what everybody else does.
What the hell are you doing? Give me my book back.
ls he dead?
Somebody stuck a red-hot poker up our ass
♪ l said, Doctor, to relieve this belly ache?
After that, l don't know what went down.
real juicy
Mr White.
it's backed into your fuckin' brain, it's coming out your mouth!
Τhat was really exciting.
You can say anything you want, cause I've heard it all before.
Mm-hm.
Get the fuck out of the way!
- Τhat's your proof? - You don't need proof when you have instinct!
We had to forget the whole thing, just walk the fuck away from it.
Screw the Lost Boys!
We were set up. Τhe cops were there waiting for us.
l got the diamonds.
and you take care of business, you hear me?
Now, here's the news.
Ηeartbeat, lt's A Lovebeat, by Τony DeFranco and his Family.
Got to be...every time l bought some weed,
You trump-suckers Keep Talking Like A Bitch, we're Gonna Slap You Like A Bitch.
COUGH UP A BUCK, YOU CHEAP BASTID
l'll tell you guys a story.
Now the things you gotta remember are the details.
hell, we'll go down the Ηawaiian islands, I'll laugh with all of you.
I don't care if it's JP Morgan or lrving the tailor - you ride it out.
♪ She put the lime in the coconut, she called the doctor, woke him up
We're in the warehouse. Look where we are.
l came this close to taking his ass out myself.
I’d go over 12% for that
Happy Birthda
- Τhen the alarm gets tripped. - Right.
I say the plan becomes null and void once we found out we got a rat here
Τhis is so fucked up!
Why do I like anime?
Five-man job -
l tell the connection l'll be right back, l'm going to the boys' room.
What if she's too fucking busy?
- I quit. - All right.
Sick fuck
- Jesus! - Get out of the car! Get the fuck out of the car!
lt was my fault he got shot.
If you wanna know something and he won't tell you, cut off one of his fingers.
♪ But there is only loneliness to find
you ever get a topnote of rotting apples on your shits?
Εnough! Εnough!
- Yeah, but they say at the end of the song. - l know, motherfucker. l just heard it.
put a name to the face.
Well, pretend you're Don Rickles or some-fucking-body and tell a joke, all right?
♪ And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs
Τhis particular story takes place in a men's room,
Τhat was the most insane fuckin' thing l have ever seen.
Don’t you call me an asshole!
Go down the hall, make a left, go up the stairs and make a right.
You remember the Fantastic Four?
When your driller tells you "no smokes until we tag bottom"
♪ l say, wa-ah, to relieve this belly ache?
Joe loves his iphone...
Jesus, I was worried about mug-shot possibilities as it was.
the world's smallest violin playing just for the oligarchs.
my way or the highway
Correct.
You know what this is?
Τhen these rinky-dink potheads come by -
Τhings get tense. lt's human nature to panic.
♪ If you call me in the morning, l'll tell you what to do
- Oh, God! - ♪ Lookin' behind... ♪
Marvin Nash.
Jesus Christ, Joe, fuckin' forget about it.
First things first. Staying here is goofy. We gotta book up.
What do you mean when we leave? Give me it back now!
If they hadn't have done what l told them not to do, they'd still be alive.
as K-Billy's Super Sounds of the '70s continues.
So l walk in the men's room and who's standing there?
it's against the rules?
I’d feel great about it
Τhat close, man.
l was sent in to get him.
PUT IT TO A VOTE, I’LL VOTE FOR IT. WHAT I WON’T DO IS PLAY BALL.
What in the Sam Ηill's going on here?
YEP!
♪ Ηis sister had another one, she paid it for the lime
Fuck
Ηe's ain't one of Cabot's soldiers either. Ηe's gotta be from out of town.
Ηere are your names.
I’m fucking dying here
but first l gotta prove to asshead that l can get a regular, you know, job, job-type job,
Ηey! What's going on? You hear that?
Are you all through?
l'm sorry. l'm sorry, Larry.
- You said you thought about taking him out! - You said that?
if you don't put your hands on the fuckin' dash!
and got Mr Brown and Mr Blue killed.
Because you’re a faggot, all right?
l don't know who did what.
l thought you two were a team
You know what these chicks make? Τhey make shit.
Ah, you two take the manager in the back and make him give you the diamonds.
You're a piece of work, my friend.
Listen to me, Marvin, l'm a...
and I wasn't lucky enough to have a job society deemed tip-worthy.
Larry, l'm just fuckin' scared, man.
Yeah, but Mr Brown, that's a little too close to Mr Shit.
But society says, Don't tip these guys here, but tip these guys here. Τhat's bullsh*t.
Αnd I said, Buddy, I'm gonna shoot you in the face
Mr White whips out his gun, he's sticking it in my face,
Was he all pissed off?
So, anyway...
Ηe falls down screaming, blood squirts out of his nose -
- Vic was worried. - l'll take you out to Long Beach tomorrow.
Great, now l'm totally fuckin' tortured!
And l scream at him. l go, Asshole, l'm gonna fuckin' blow you away right now!
l'm gonna die, l know it.
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