Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...like it was all laxative.
...it's well worth 600,000.
Just take me home.
Get out of here.
...because we don't know what's in that garbage bag?
I know you're there. Just say something. Where the fuck are...?
This is long-term parking only.
- Fucking baby powder? - Look, I don't know what...
So the casino, all that shit you did for me, is because of that?
We had to wait till later to get out the mops and stuff.
- And? - I know this has to be done, John.
...and I cracked my skull open.
That's just nasty.
The bad news is, as you can see...
Fuck them, John. Fuck all of them.
That’s what I call my dick
I talked to Kelvin or Calvin, whatever, that redneck from North Carolina.
You know I could take him out in a second, that fat fuck.
I think I know where he's holed up.
That's great.
A panic attack. I went down like a house of cards...
Hear, hear.
All I did for that blue-eyed prick.
I was throwing the garbage out. So what?
But I never saw him before.
Come on, I thought you were a night owl.
I'm leaving you with a real pile of shit in your lap.
I knew he’d cave He’s a fucking pussy, that kid
They've been filming us in the parking lot.
...as far as all the medical bills and the prescriptions, that's covered.
It's in the office. But hurry. Christopher sees you in there, he'll shit.
Oh, Jesus Christ, look at me.
I'm not hungry.
Whoa, slow down, slow down.
I knew he’d cave. He’s a fucking pussy!
- Yeah, you got something? - Yeah, pole camera. Three days ago.
Like... What's-her-name.
- Don't smoke. You'll want a vodka. - What?
Slick
Highway was jammed with broken heroes on a last-chance power drive.
Yeah, well, that's why I'm calling, you know, to ask if you'd...
They'll keep him a few days, maybe.
We're done here