Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-What's this? -A little rice liquor. Here, try it.

-Yo, give me that. Hey, come on. That's my stuff.

Sweet to those of us who know the salvation that awaits.

Yeah, well, I think we can handle that after lunch.

what the hell are you spooks up to? Happy Thanksgiving Primos!!!

Okay, come on in on Monday, and we'll find something for you to do.

...why don't you go tend to some of your other sheep?

-Man me up? -Yeah.

What's up, you old Italian prick?

We gonna shorten the sleeves a little bit.

What about Thao? The man of the house is right there.

You see, kid? Now, that's how guys talk to one another.

-Kind of, but school costs money. -Well, maybe you should get a job.

We used to stack fucks like you five feet high in Korea...

Let me tell you something, boy.

Well, I might as well drink with strangers rather than drink alone.

No, I'm fine right here.

She's been looking at you all day, stupid.

And come on back now.

-Yeah. -Get on the phone and call right now.

Every time I look at somebody, they look at the ground.

You ever fired a weapon before?

Yeah. Maybe so.

-Thirteen. Maybe more. -What was it like to kill a man?

Maybe it's time you started thinking about, you know, taking it easier.

you fucking don't listen do you

Good afternoon, Walt.

I offer clothing to protect this child's flesh.

Hi, Mel. Hey there, Darrell.

Yeah. Kind of. His name is Trey.

-Nothing. You just take it easy, now. -What are you up to?

we used to stack gooks 5 feet high lmao

What can I do for you Check? I am here to confess to that corrupt trade.

Come on, you glutton.

...who held the hands of superstitious old women and promised them eternity.

Nothing, huh? I just saw you coughed up blood.

Bite it, stupid.

He left without me. He went to Smokie's without me.

-He called you bro, man. -It's all good, bro.

Grandpa Walt, would you like some help with this?

You know, you mentioned about looking at people.

It's been 10 bucks for the last five years, you hard-nosed, Polack son of a bitch.

And I think you ought to date Miss Yum Yum too.

I know people in the trades.

Come on, man, let's go. We got the gun, man.

I'm tired of looking at it the last three years.

You know, what with Mom gone, it's gotta be a lot to maintain around here.

Tried to-- What the hell am I doing here?

He would like to read you. It'd be rude not to allow him this.

Calm? You want me to be calm?

What are we doing?

Man, where'd you get all this stuff?

...and are now at peace.

Fine, everybody's great. Doing fine.

Those punk-ass Mexicans messing with you?

Client: "My dogs a pure Native American Indian Dog" Vet techs :

My Gran Torino?

That's what I do. And I'm going it alone.

-Really? Happy birthday, Wally. -Don't call me Wally.

- Let me go. Let me go. - Hey, you little bitch.

Look at the way the old man glared at Ashley.

-You have Alzheimer's or something? -No. You could get a job in construction.

There. You finally look like a human being again.

Get out of my way.

That's why I'm going it alone tonight.

I got nothing to say to you, shrimp-dick midget like you.

...and I think we should immediately start a full battery of tests.

Just don't let it slip out of your little-girl hands and crush me.

Oh yeah So there

Well, I gotta hand it to you, Padre.

Where the hell is Humong, I mean Hmong, anyway?

Thao wants to say something.

...just walk out with Miss What's-Her-Face.

We should've stayed home with Josh and Ashley.

...where you don't have to worry about mowing the lawn or shoveling snow...

Bitter in the pain it causes the deceased and their families.