Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is no committee meeting. I bought the car, and that's it!

You know, Papa, you can't polish a turd.

Try it, you bald fuck, and I'll knock you through the wall! Fuck!

All right. Fifty. Pass on go.

- You want the receipt? - Yeah.

You better get started.

You didn't want that man to help me either!

- What's the problem? - Could you honk your horn for me?

Then I guess I'll be seeing you out there.

I bet you a hundred bucks...

to the shitters ot the world in 1945.

I want to have deep, meaningful sex with her.

Though I don't know why

You do nice body work. I thought this thing was totaled.

Why don't you return to your own seat and get back to work.

Probably the only thing my brother ever loved in his life was that car.

Get your goddamn hands off her!

Oh, just plain old-fashioned hard work.

then watch out, world, 'cause nobody can stop you ever!

Before I met you

We'll make it better, huh?

So, Mr. LeBay...

When someone believes in you, you can do any fucking thing in the universe...

Happy Thanksgiving.

If it wasn't for me, it'd cost you a shit pile to put this heap together.

I don't allow no smoking in here neither. You go out in the junkyard.

I would like to get involved with the yearbook.

- You still got the receipt? - Tossed it out.

Nope. A hell of a job, Arnie.

- Put it down. - Yeah, put down the knite.

- I don't need this. - What do you need?

Lovey dovey, lovely one

We'Il take care of the Caddy. I don't want you touching it.

Yeah. I'm just perfectly fine for now.

Yeah, that's right.

Fuckin' bastard killed himself in it.

It seems like nobody likes my car these days.

- What do you mean? - I don't know.

How'd you ever get that car tixed up like that?

Yeah. Ta-ta for now.

It's that car. I swear it's the car.

When Jerome Powell cuts interest rates 46 days before the election and says it's not for political reasons.

And you know what else?

You scared the hell out of me.