Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Keep looking, maybe I wrote it down. Um...

Of course. I mean, I know we fight a lot, but...

Mother, I'm a little busy right now.

A helicopter. There's an old Huey down by the dock...

Does that mean so must my dream?

Then I'll have to ransom her and Sterling and Rip and...

How you doing, Riley? How the hell do you think I'm doing?

And since I haven't called in, ISIS should be calling me anytime now.

- Thank you. - Oh, shut up.

Yeah, speaking of forgetting, couple things. One, these aren't my friends.

Sterling, I don't know how you did it, but...

Lana, I only have two hands.

I'll, uh, need to run those numbers. Heh.

Just keep squeezing that gag-ball that I don't wanna know why you have.

Lana, I'm team captain. I built that team from nothing, and...

Oh, my God, yes.

Okay, then you listen to me.

Heh-heh-heh. And one, two, three, go, herd. - Whoa! Unh!

If I don't remember that password, I can't unembezzle that money...

Not for once, Lana. Hello? Columbia House.

You will never make it to the helicopter. My men will cut you down like dogs.

- Aah! - Unh...

One of these days, I swear to God, I'm gonna burn this place straight down to the ground.

Were you gonna say "lousy with them"? I was, but then I realized that's, uh...