Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What the hell is that?

There, there, there.

- Oh. - Who's the slut?

It's just one big ass blast.

That we're a legitimate threat to his campaign.

- So? - I need to destroy Dennis.

- How's that drink comin'? - Strong.

I see... You're top-notch. You're goin' all the way with this thing.

- Isn't that right, sweetie? - You're fired.

These things, Mac... You don't know how rare they are.

Am I supposed to vote for the Democrat who's gonna blast me in the ass...

- So... - Ooh. We should put that one to a vote.

hey stephen, how about giving me one of those?

I'm gonna need you to beg.

- Got it on? Sure? - Yeah. Take a look.

I mean, I can really drive this thing in a different direction.

That’s politics, bitch

Hey! Pour me a shot there, buddy boy. I got it.

You guys might want to think about voting every once in a while.

- You are going to hell, little man! - Mmm, I don't think so.

- No, no! Please. Read it. - I think you might be dyslexic.

Turns out that this guy's really just a glorified accountant.

Conspiracy to solicit a bribe. Racketeering.

Now, Daddy hates to say this, but...

- You know, I'd rather not. - It's good for him, and it's good for you.

- Can I grab that clipboard? - No. That's mine.

We're gonna stroll right into that comptroller's office and solicit a bribe.

Dennis Reynolds... baby rapist.

- I don't wanna do that anymore. - What?

You know, like, in the movies, union guys are, like, tough and shady and shit.

I'll buy 'em from you. You got a ton of'em.

Goin' to visit your friend over at the union?

Marvin, I'm gonna pull him out. Okay.

Atlantic City. That's good.