Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yo, where you at?
-Give this to Willy. -(cash shuffling)
CURTIS: Fuck, go, go, fuck it, fuck, man, go.
What's Florida Man?
I'll talk to him. He's not dangerous.
* When seasons change *
Seen our boy Clark County at Atlantic Station.
* (R & B) (no audible dialogue)
This man talking like he finna quit his job
Nigga, and you took it?
-No. No. -Yes.
(snorts, laughing)
* Scufflin' times *
Or be eaten.
-* Left no room to guess * -(Darius groans)
(chuckles)
* Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face *
when he was in that group.
(metallic clanking)
Man, what y'all want?
Oh, shit. Shit. I-I didn't call them.
-Is Tara staying over? So... -Oh.
but, shit, my mans wasn't even hitting me back.
Mm-hmm.
If that makes any sense.
-Did you lock... -(pounding)
(muffled music playing)
Baskets.
-What? -Hmm. Vibes.
All right, shit. Let me finish this.
That's not how it works.
That Yvonne done called here screaming,
Oh, shit!
Uh-huh.
Yeah, I know.
-to smithereens. -You better hope they do, bitch.
All new, Wednesdays at 10:00 on FX.
How's your parents?
I know, I get it. I-I don't want this
give it back and keep this $100.
Really, I was just trying to chill before work, you feel me?
Y'all can't sleep here.
-Anita. -ANITA: What?