Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You love Doug. - No. I love you, Andy.
He's an undercover cop here to scope us out and bust us.
- Gomez. - Well, I need assurances.
...Gomez.
...and to start over, fresh.
You called. I'm here.
I understand.
And you and I are not dark-hearted.
- You have been in my dreams. - Oh, yeah? Yeah.
My name never appears on any piece of paper.
Store manager. Gotta question your ass.
...and shattered existence...
- You are. - Okay.
She's living in Oaxaca with a guy named Rodolfo.
It's a boat song.
...to live the lie of domesticity?
"Who are you, lady? I ain't your kid."
Apology accepted.
And if he does, he denies it.