Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But Marjorie, she couldn't resist.

subjected these God-fearing folk to your nasty game.

- You got us into this.

There were many theories tossed about on the local news,

- So, you're going to tell me what this is...

- The clock is still ticking.

But truth be told, Musky was already kind of a shit hole.

She made a couple of frivolous wishes.

has to do with your late wife?

- ANNOUNCER: Looks like they're coming out of the gate

anyone that could challenge him, and locked everyone up

So, was it really that bad that it was about to be

- Mm. Not at all what I expected.

- Who hurt you?

And my--my daddy...

- You can't do this to me!

Almost everything.

or I swear to God I'm gonna kill you.

I wished Marjorie alive, yes.

And here I was requesting a miracle.

was spitting out its dead.

- ANNOUNCER: To make it right.

Preacher. Preacher man.

- I need your car, Whitey.

Buckle up, everybody, and enjoy the ride.

- MAN: Who the fuck do you think you are?

The insurance payout on my Marjorie.

Well, look at you now.

- Alright! Listen up, jailers!

Let me tell you, there is gonna be hell to pay.

but none of that mattered.

and son, Jimmy, who encouraged Lester Barclay's reign of terror

- I think you're full of shit.

- Hey, y'all know you're barking

Turned it into some sort of sick contest.

Someone needs to run this town the way it needs to be run.

The first was a lost recipe.