Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have been replaced as candidate for governor.
-Amsterdam? -Sure. Amsterdam. Start there.
No. It's not supposed to happen at all. It's not. "When is he gonna get shot?"
Gee, thanks.
-It's called a bindi. -Everyone knows it's bindi.
Fine.
I can set up a movie for you.
-They're not Mentos. -That's a lot.
I'm going down a road.
-Like Hot Lips Houlihan? -Caliente Lips.
Perfect. Yesterday I bought two eye-shadow kits and I am already out.
What are you talking about?
Which means, you not here.
Ink, not sperm. Meaningless.
You said "fucking." I'm telling.
No, you're not declining. No.
...and then bury them in the yard.
Shane, it's weird and it's fucked up and it's scary.
-So that's it. She wins. -Yeah. She won.
Two eye-shadow kits in one day. That is hot.
-What election? -I'm running for governor.
How is it that I have to beg an 18 year old to travel Europe...
Jazz? Really? You like jazz?
You leave tomorrow.
Only you don't have to blow up a new one.
Mom?
You're still my baby.
How many pills did you take?
One big happy.