Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Makin' a livin' is about all I got time for now.

So, what's the occasion?

I suppose they'd appreciate it if his wishes was carried out.

Well, that's a short story, honey.

Take your friend to the Knife and Fork?

There's a cheap place in Riverton, over the Laundromat.

Supper's on the stove!

You want your boy to grow up...

You got your dogs, your .30-30, you sleep there.

See you in the morning.

You know, you're worse than Bobby when it comes to losin' stuff.

- Very good. - Oh, yeah.

and he's gonna sleep there.

Well, I'm happy to switch with you...

You count the damn few times...

Besides, I'm scared for Jenny...

you got your wife and baby in Texas.

Okay, you bastard.

You didn't go up there to get ceviche. You and him...

Who? Who is this?

I'm starvin'. Want to get somethin' to eat?

You are too much for me, Ennis.

You know that girl?

I wish I knew how to quit you. You piece of shit.

Jenny will be singing and Monroe is gonna cater the reception.

I can't believe I left my damn shirt up there.

- Is there anybody here from Wyoming? - Ma'am.

But beats workin' for my old man. Can't please my old man, no way.

And I ain't foolin'.

We gotta stick this out, Jack.

We put a stone up.

[TV chattering)

This is Lureen Newsome from right here in Childress, Texas!

I told him it'd take more than chewing gum and baling wire...

Next up is an up-and-comer!

My little girl, getting married.

You are welcome to go up to his room, if you want.

Well, we gotta do somethin' about this food situation.

jack *NASTY*!!!

if you got nothin', you don't need nothin'.

Go to hell, Ennis Del Mar.

They'll be there till the day they die.

Probably quit givin' it to his wife after his kids was born.

I sure am sorry.

Well, he said it was his favorite place.

Is his folks still up in Lightning Flat?

to let you and Lureen adopt the girls.

What are you doin' here, huh?

I got two whole boxes of formula for you.

Them sheep will drift if I don't get back up there tonight!

Come on now, you're sleepin' on your feet like a horse.

No, it's all right. Go ahead. All right.

Goddamn pup tent smells like cat piss or worse.

Aguirre got all over my ass, like I was supposed to control the weather.

- And you, too! - Get out! Get out!

You are in a hurry. My daddy's the hurry.

Hi, Mr. Aguirre.