Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That house was never in my name. I was just living there.

He's 10, and he's read the whole Narnia series.

The three of you can take the Prius.

I have a parasitic twin growing out of my stomach.

I just got a call from Guillermo, and I need to go meet him.

- She smells like gas. - I don't smell anything.

I'm gonna change Ma's diaper and clean her feeding tubes...

She's the boss.

From one fucking mistake to another.

Nancy, if it all burns down, what are you gonna do?

...by renting it out to someone I thought was a friend.

I don't know their last names, but they were black.

- Do you not watch the news? - I watch SportsCenter.

Cheeks a-flexin'

Is that the same person you're talking about?

- Fucking asshole. - Sometimes.

That's for the little people. Navigator. I get stuck in traffic a lot.

I'm working on it.

- Apparently, I smell like gas. - Apparently?

You can sleep in Judah and Not-Judah's old room.

He'll bite your thieving balls off. You better start running.

I want a lawyer.

Big, big money?

I'm sure the real fire would've gotten to it anyway. I just wanted to make sure.

We'll be in touch.

Again with the fucking birds.

Diet Shasta, in a can, room temperature, no straw.

It's nice, isn't it?

- Mine tastes like a vinyl sofa. - When FEMA gives us hotel vouchers...

- We should start taking fish oil. - And green tea.

Previously on Weeds:

If Shane's too heavy to heave up to the pergola, you might find out. Let's do it.