Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Short me, you're out.

All I'm saying is everything's fine.

Six grand a day we're making. What's your problem?

Badger, what is this?

Well, we've come a long way, Walt.

Celebrate. I won't have to look at your ugly mug six days a week.

As of the 1st, I want you to split your time between here and El Paso.

Man, I gotta piss like a racehorse.

Because we do things my way this time...

Well, the blinds are new. Everything's been painted.

Inside, padlocked, plus gate privileges.

So you know, now I'm persona non gratis or whatever.

What about that one?

He broke the skull of anybody who tried to rip him off.

Don't you get that? DEA's up my ass.

Look, my folks, they kicked me out.

- I'm the whole package. - I'm glad I didn't just eat.

Hey, you rock. Thank you. Thank you. You won't regret this.

Yeah, well, pretty sure that's why I'm going there.

I can take a day.

I don't think either of us are eager to jump into bed with another Tuco.

You wanna know how much I've got left?

Hell, yeah, it was freaking scary, you little punk.

Okay? So listen up.