Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The sheriffs busted a bunch of black guys in a van full of stolen shit.
Powder room?
Grow some balls, you Irish prick
You can't hate me, Jackson.
Nice! That's my boy.
-Sort of. -Hey. Come here.
That's what I need to tell you.
Okay.
-Whoo! -Software I got...
Whether you know it or not.
Much better, as in I'll be able to continue surgery?
- This is good news, right? - Mm.
...crazy delicious fudge.
Jesus Christ.
I don't see how a marriage can survive that type of life.
Far away
Let's get to it.
I like this silver teapot here if no one claims it.
-You did good. -I did shit.
Good night, baby boy.
You let me know what you want me to do with these.
...it's the coke mule.
Chucky, what are you cooking in there? It smells good.
Hey, doc.
- Hey. You good? - Ha, ha!
I do like them young and sweet.
Yup.
Shit! Shit! Aah!
You blame me for what happened to your father.
Come on, Jax.
Check this out.
How's your lung holding up?