Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I showed mercy.

Uh... No, Sensei.

[dramatic music plays]

Hey, Truckasaurus was badass. You loved every minute.

-You're on your own. -[man] Leaving already?

This could be you.

-I'm no quitter. -[woman] I understand.

I got into a fight with a paper towel dispenser.

[cell phone rings over car speaker]

We are one unit.

-What? Is it Robby? -No, Miguel.

[groans] What the hell? I'm bleedin', man.

May as well set your money on fire.

-Boy you fought over sitting in front. -Don't talk about him.

All right, I'm on my way.

OK, OK, slow down.

-[man] I don't know! -Stop it!

Trust me, this place isn't charming.

[Kreese] Life isn't always fair.

The caretaker thing's the only reason you're not in juvie.

I know where they are.

This is my world, follow my lead.

What does he like to eat?

Just let me do the talking.

[announcer on TV] …steal the game from San Francisco with a two-run walk-off

[young Kreese yells]

Come on, take it easy!

OK, I'm gonna go on the record and say I'm against this operation.

What the hell? You listen to him, not me?