Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What can I do? I need the money.
And I swear I'm not dangerous, and I'll buy.
- Good afternoon, Mrs. Hodes. - Yeah, for who?
Do you have any assets?
Conrad's got a grow house three times the size.
I have two questions. One, why isn't the air conditioning on?
I'll sell to anyone cool who wants some weed. I'm flexy.
Thank you.
And he also wants me to buy a new BMW. Preferably the convertible.
Fine and benign.
- What? - Bingo.
Well? I'm waiting.
- What's your problem? - I guess we'll go over it later.
They say when Christ was anointed with oil by John the Baptist, it was cannabis oil.
Until the handitard went and drove off of a cliff.
Tim's in the car. I got your address from your mammogram papers, drove over.
Have you tried his cell phone?
I love coffee, slept with Peter, just like you.
- More wine? - Oh, God, yeah.
You married a DEA agent.
It's a bath bomb. Effervescent.
Shane, would you get that, please?
You're right, this is all ridiculous.