Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Leroy don't live here no more, ése.
Turn around For the life we've been livin '
Oh, shit.
That doctor's an arrogant bitch.
- We gotta get to the truth. - I can talk to Jax.
This is a hostile work environment claim...
She's been helping me out.
- Yeah, I get it. - Do you?
New owners.
We were neck deep in our own pile of shit.
What?
Do you see what you're doing to this club?
That's for killing the dog, you psycho piece of shit.
The club is the club, my life is my life, stay out of it.
In the last year, he's changed three city charters...
I feel like I'm losing all my friends.
Go, go.
And his new swollen nut.
It has to.
Perfect. Serving hand jobs for dessert?
Oh, 8.
There're no other details right now.
- What a bunch of pussies. - You threatened her.
Not lately.
- Trager, you should talk to Clay. - Yeah. Okay.