Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fucking look around. Open your fucking eyes.
But until then, I gotta go, okay? Bye!
- I guess I'll see you in...
- A lot actually.
- Here, let me help you. - MAN:
- MAN: There is no Alex here.
- Is Eddie home, Mrs. Hathaway?
I was getting $500 gold pieces-- even saying $500 gold pieces.
doesn't magically erase our situation.
♪ I ain't gonna fuck with her no'mo' ♪
Tell 'em it wasn't me.
Where are you? Are you drunk dialing me?
- Oh, fuck.
I mean, you're a golden dragon,
First it was the Smiths, then the Kidners,
You naughty children.
Here.
- I had it in me.
You have to blow me first, okay?
- In the flesh, so to speak. - No, I don't know you.
Year after year, I worried he'd be next.
- I thought we weren't supposed to start
- Doesn't look much like a treehouse now, does it?
We're about to get everything that we've ever wanted here.
♪ After a while, that shit got old ♪
♪ Gonna get some crows, leave it alone, triple OG status ♪
How you come about that?
That was a classic.
- Look, man, gotta get this show on the road.
to his head, really, because now he's mopping up
'til we was all together.
- Who? What, the guys who did this to you?
- I haven't seen him yet. We are the first.
wouldn't you, Bodener?
- Hey, guys, it's stuck.
Look, it's a bit more complicated.
♪ Don't gotta convince these hoes ♪
♪ With some bad hos and a bag of weed ♪
- Guys, look down there,