Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Rad is fencing.
One-twenty-five.
Looks like I'm gonna be doing it for a long, long time.
You don't even like me.
- Celia said she'd try to find me one. - Hey.
...you can stay here, float me till the market comes back.
Hi, Mrs. Botwin.
See how they grow up to denigrate the fine city of Detroit...
I went straight home. I saw no one
There's a giant hole in the floor.
I...
Why are you here in our house, Mr. Wilson?
Oh, Jesus, Bubbie.
What's the grand total?
...and open up.
But anything happens to me...
Location, location, location.
Help me.