Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right.
Nice.
They'll say they're not denying coverage.
Do I look like his shadow?
Isn't that right?
I mean, I built it out of Peruvian walnut with inlaid zebrawood.
Yeah, you're right.
What about you?
Not that blue stuff..
Wait, wait, wait. Hey.
- Okay. - Okay?
Oh, my God, your fugue state.
...he went right back to gambling. I mean, that's how deep this went.
How could you do that to her, Walt?
Hi, Hank. Just gonna do a quick peripheral response, all right?
All right? Ninety-six million.
- Is there some reason for secrecy? - Later. Not now.
No, no, man. Don't tell me that.
What?
Been keeping an eye on that blue meth of yours. Six, seven weeks, nothing.
Pure and simple.
There he is. Finally. I went ahead and started without you.
The owner, super dick.
Anybody wanna introduce themselves?
- Jesus, I gotta get back. - What? No.
- This? - Yeah.
What do you mean, like Rain Man?
I know I owe you my life.
Okay.
And so he paid his medical bills the only way he knew how.
Your filthy drug money has been transformed...
Must've been, like, depressing.
- That was really thoughtful. - It was nice. Thank you.
Then you have it.
You've got all these nice tulips and baby's breath.