Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. How big of a crucifix do you want?
Yes.
Oh, my God, is there blood? Okay.
Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap
but it needs to be in the back of the bar.
No. you're not getting any more blood. That's it.
[ Voices Speaking Backwards]
Dee's definitely going down in this audit.
[Sighs] I like to call it my, uh- my God hole.
and before you had the chance to get together the proper paperwork,
I think the limes should be cut a bit thinner.
[ Mac Laughs] [ Charlie ] All right!
Is there blood? You son of a bitch!
New scooter. My surrogate money came in.
in the bar scaring the customers, and most importantly, me!
Why? That's the whole point.
Guys, we gotta help Dee with her tax audit situation.
What I need you to do for the next three weeks is deflect Mac and Charlie.
I'm gonna put my thumb through your eye, you little bitch!
You guys! You've got a baby. Where did you find a baby?
Reason will prevail! Again, you don't have to say it right now.
At times like this, I-
Right. and then we kept getting pushed...
I need something.
Hello, everyone.
That's a compromise right there, man.
Dude, what the hell?
What the hell is this?
“A crucifix in the bar.”
I just gotta find a baby by 3:00 in the afternoon.
Da-da-da! I don't care about any of these details,
Okay. Well, hold on a second there, Frank.
Yeah, oh, oh! Good.
I freaking knew it. All kinds of avenues and shell corporations.
I'm gonna tell you guys what we need to do.
Let's put our new process into action.
We're very aligned on these issues.
Let's talk about the limes, guys. We'll keep emotion out of it.
Yeah, and we decided that Charlie was gonna throw it in the trash.
I'll throw myself full force into this little baby caper of yours.
[Laughs] Yeah, it's fake!
what you do is you start your own party and you yell the loudest.