Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

a jaw of steel--
(bottles clinking)
What's up, bro?
(wood creaking)
(man humming)
never occurred.
(sighs) Well, shit.
Yeah, man. I'm-I'm-I'm... yeah, I'm okay.
* (orchestra: up-tempo Italian instrumental)
(phone shutter clicking)
Shit.
(laughing) Now, that's a sucker punch! Ow!
Because you ain't ask my permission to take that,
Boy, you is just like your mama.
-Oh, yeah? -Mm-hmm.
Come on.
* Reminiscin' 'bout the trap *
Look, I ain't got to stop being me, all right?
-"What the fuck?" -Shit.
Just...
* All alone *
and a tub of coconut oil--
MAN: I'm-a count to 30,
(sighs)
to look over those forms yet?
Keep standing still,
That shit's fucked up.
to escape alive.
You need someone who's working for you.
Is that Sierra?