Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you doing to us, man?
is that it doesn't have to happen.
Alice didn't email me about working here, okay?
- That's cool. - Fine, I don't care.
You know the Target where that lady got murdered?
We're scammers.
Don't make us kick your asses.
As you wish.
- BLAKE: Yeah. Come on. - Obviously.
- You ready? - Yes.
Unless you guys are forfeiting.
- ADAM: Yes! Whoo! - Our reigning champs
A Chinese girl with green eyes.
But he ain't playin', you know what I mean?
Doesn't matter to me. My uncle works for Caltrans.
- But I just... - I want you to turn up the volume
- That's great, right? - That is great, mm-hmm.
'cause you ditched us like a real dickhead.
- Let's go. - I can't.
Yeah, we were gonna do NeverEnding Story,
And I want you to take that and go click on and keep it on,
- Right. - Also, he didn't offer me the job, either.
- Awesome, we did it. - Whoo! Whoo!
So, shall we head inside? Have a little chat?
so consider that grand prize on “lock dizzle.”
- Don't. We're scammers, Anders, just admit it. - No, Anders, do not!
The sales after that.
I've been called a workaholic. (CHUCKLES)
You need a clue, man!
- No, no, no. Don't... - ADAM: Fax machine.
is so that I don't have to trick people out of money anymore.