Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Guys, listen, regroup, regroup.

I-It's not even... it's not even close. I mean, I...

How may we help you?

I once broke into Paige’s apartment and sniffed on her panties.

Oh, there it is, Mac. There it is.

we will ply them with liquor and then I will present to them

Just get a black eyepatch, you know?

- We need you to sign that. - I thought I was getting an eye.

I could give the whole month's rent right here.

- Mm. Mm. - They are delicious.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Don't clap for that!

my apartment's an icebox. Thanksgiving's gonna be ruined, you know.

So much better than a traditional Thanksgiving.

We're having a conversation. There's one chair.

That's what they did, and that's what we're gonna do.

"Go break the ice"

Beefs are best left simmering under the surface-- I've learned that now.

This guy's not gonna pay the rent till Hwang fixes the heat.

- It'll be official. - Good.

I'll eat the skins. I'll always eat the skins. I love the skins. It's where all the vitamins are.

What? Goddamn it! Beef! No, I got beef with that.

Why didn't you get the ones we like from the Wawa?

- Oh, my God. - Wait a minute. That was you guys?

- Uh... - Happy Thanksgiving.

Okay, give it some thought. Give it some thought.

Yeah, or saying we're sorry, which I'm not doing.

I'm not signing shit until I get an eye. You owe me.

- S-Some good crackers. - Huh?

- Oh, my God. - This is a mess. This is a mess.

We got a disaster on our hands, a disaster.

It's time to hit the reset button, wouldn't you say?