Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...just to confirm that you had one.
Yeah, listen, I'm broke and she's my ex...
-You're back. She's back. -Yeah.
Andy.
You are supposed to wipe from front to back.
No magical "weed only" sign at the entrance.
-You're just an idiot. You know that? -What?
Hello?
Not the whole, "let's go for a drive, and then we'll pull over and I'll shoot you."
Life is cheap. People die, and people have babies.
Every day they're having babies.
-Please let me sleep. -No.
-Thanks for ruining it for me. -Don't worry, there's two.
-Excuse me? -Celia.
Hello?
-You're full of shit. -Ask her yourself.
-One, two, three. -Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm back.
It's so simple and yet so delicious.
They're gonna slice out your corneas, your kidneys, your lungs.
-No one? -And I'm in the Z's.
At least until she pops and then we flee to Denmark.
...the doctor I've chosen, that in your flat stomach...
However, this is gorgeous.
I don't know.