Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Roy Till. He's with the DEA.
Let me go in there. My house is right there. I'm begging you. Please.
Shane,
Everybody, come on. All together now.
Just answer the question.
Well, then, don't make me yell.
Well, don't forget that I am in the group when we regroup.
Hello? You're blocking my driveway. I can't pull my car out.
and I assume you're fucking her in said house,
OK, team, we're in a giant room full of unhappy people with lots of cash.
- Now what the fuck are you talking about? - I'm opening up a club.
I read an article in the paper about this cross of theirs that got stolen.
No.
No, my hair's the same. OK, I stopped straightening it.
The fire started in their grow field. Someone torched it.
Not my fault.
That's what happens when you make a deal with the devil...