Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The meat grinder.

[indistinct shouting]

Hey, Santa, how about you worry about getting me a couple practice safes?

It's not mine. And it's not a parrot, Barbara.

They say he's Kim Jong-Un's nephew or cousin.

[grinder whirring]

-God, are those tendons? -Yeah.

If Neil Diamond wants to write a theme song,

Could be a grey hat doing it for fun.

There's three of them now.

What's it used for?

-Come on! -[Judy] Baby, come on!

How do we know you can pull this off?

Who, Shamrock Shake?

How long have we been working together?

Next time you tell the cops you don't recognize anyone.

Settle down, everyone.

You allow that?

[Leo] How about a kilo of magic mushrooms?

Nobody's going to front us that money.

No, just please be normal. Thank you.

[objects clattering]

He thinks money and technology will protect him.

There's no such thing as an unbeatable vault.

Who's the mark?

[scoffs] That's fun. You drill through the door?

is you versus the people who want what you have.

This is such a fun surprise to have you here, mate. Eh?

[RJ] Ain't that a bitch.

I've found it wanting.

You can put down some real money and save up.

Don't you ever touch me!

[scoffs] This is ridiculous.

Okay, that takes capital nonetheless,