Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God, Peggy, what if I'm a Chris?
That is a capital idea with a capital
I'm gonna finish that son of a bitch lighthouse.
It's your fault I was born in New York and I can't drive my truck...
That's enough, Dad.
Your birth certificate?
I always knew the day would come...
TILLIE: Hello? HANK: Mom?
- Ever think about moving back? - No!
Hey, when you were packing up the house in Houston...
"we are all precious in His sight."
Topsy, remember that thing we said we were gonna do but never did?
Which is why Cotton treats your brother G.H...
God, Peggy. What if I'm a Chris?
As you know, he's half Mexican, half Cuban.
I was born in New York City, of your seed.
"I'm Not A New Yorker. I Became A Texan When I Ate The Worm."
If I didn't know those two hadn't spoken in four years...
No, I'm not a native Texan, I'm just a Texan.
And I am a Texan, too.
Dammit Dale You Giiblethead!
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