Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We ought to go south where it's warm, you know!
You...
Shit, that stay with the sheep, no fire bullshit.
Yeah. Come on.
God damn it, Alma! Alma!
I did, once.
- Yeah. - So here I am.
No!
You ever get the feelin'...
Good job, little girl.
Fuck Aguirre! Oh, yeah, fuck Aguirre.
It ain't right.
Bye.
- So he's a roughneck? - Yeah.
No. Come on, let's don't. Jenny'll get scared.
He loves me.
Ennis Del Mar ain't been around, has he?
Yeah.
Let me see.
Pulled in last night. Didn't want to wake you up.
Alma, I can't afford not to be there when the heifers calve.
Now you sit down, you old son of a bitch!
♪ I know I shall meet you on that final day ♪
Made $2,000 that year, bull ridin'. Nearly starved.
We was fishin' buddies.
how are you gonna handle carmelia tomorrow? i'll just say "i was like "i saw darren shane and isiah and andrew sargent at westfield innaloo yesterday.".
I know you'd like it, too.
Last year, one storm, the lightnin' killed 42 sheep.
Fine. I was just thinkin' out loud.
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
What, you ain't got nothin'?
I WISH I KNEW HOW TO QUIT YOU
Hey, honey. Honey, what are y'all doing here?
They ain't got a smidgen of rhythm between them.
- Thought you didn't eat soup. - Yeah, well, I'm sick of beans.
Evenin', get 'em bedded down.
Good for you.
- Yeah. Is it yours? - It's Kurt's.
I'm sure as hell sorry. You know I am.
Then I met old Randall here at an Aggie game...
Your boy gonna play again this year?
Wanna give it some gas?
Thought I'd asphyxiate from the smell.
before she goes to a party?
Thank you.
it makes me nervous not to take no precaution.
Boys should watch football.
Alma?
♪ So lonely ♪
Hey! You might want to keep it down, I got two little girls here.
I might be back.
I'm gonna go up to the sheep now.
Now, we can get together once in a while...
Woman talks a blue streak. Lively little gal.
It said, Hello, Ennis, bring some fish home. Love, Alma.
Here she comes, ladies and gentlemen!
I'm gonna be eating this food for the next two weeks.
Yeah!
Hey, asshole, watch where you're goin'!
And, Jack, this is my wife, Alma.
we're getting married.
on a couple of high-altitude fucks once or twice a year!
Custody of the two minor children...
He even talks.
I'll try if I can get Don Wroe's cabin again.
Del Mar divorce granted, this sixth day of November, 1075.
We gotta try. The least we can do is get the count right for Aguirre.
I mean, what's the point...
I worked through a blizzard last Christmas. You remember that?
By the time somebody come along, he'd drowned in his own blood.
- You seen this? - Yeah, I was what? Nine years old.
Well, I was just sending up a prayer of thanks.
Went down to Texas for rodeoin'.
Time to get goin', cowboy.
I feel awful bad about Jack.
Only thing, don't never order soup.
Why didn't we get the powdered milk and the spuds?
I'm nothin'.
He's on board Sleepy today! Let's hope he's not!
Once in a while.
Your daddy ever gonna see fit to settle down again?