Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, Wanda Bell?

She doesn't know me.

She is supposed to take care of us.

There are things out here much worse than some scary Russian bitch.

No, no, no. I asked her.

Are we at least gonna talk about other options?

Okay, so be careful.

and treat me like an actual human being

as letters are being screened for anthrax.

So they ran mine instead.

Shit, no. Girls got my back, right?

Tonight is your night, mate,

Nicky! Nicky, no! No!

getting me assigned and every...

You wouldn't happen to have been doing anything like that, would you?

in this bitch, like you said, man.

There's a nurse.

You gotta walk, honey.

So you're saying that you don't want it.

Schools, hospitals.

I need to know how.

no shady-lookin' mook in a fuckin' tampon truck?

So you're having a party. An Evite equals party.

Well, if it isn't Litchfield's biggest celebrity.

Take me to the hospital.

It's just us, looking at each other,

This room is for prayer.

Seriously? Yes!

or TV to glance at.

Hope they got a lot of mops in the SHU.

You might learn something.

And not with some hollow bullshit apology,

You know, if you ever wanna talk about it,

You send her down the hill, she's fucked, and you know it.

Yeah, something like that.

Now get the hell out of my office.

What the hell's going on?

The label fell off.

Attention, all personnel, be advised

You're supposed to be my family.

I look pathetic. I'm aware.

I'm gonna ask you again. Nicely.

like the Italians have with the garbage,

And then you'll come back out. Say what you need to say.

We need to talk.

that we've had about making my time in there meaningful?

Well, you put your pee stick in my vagina.

You don't look half bad in those.

He got so much of it so wrong.

For real? Yo, that's sick, son!