Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[breathing heavily]

[Wendy] Mm-hmm.

I don't doubt it. I knew Del.

can virtually run state government based on who he backs.

[clears throat]

At least I can get a percentage! I think I fucking earned it, Marty!

You shot their man's fucking head off.

[Cade] Do tell.

-Um, is your mom and sister home? -Yes.

-You must be Marty Byrde. -Yeah.

We don't have to live under the weight of those decisions.

Don't fuck with me. And don't fuck with my client. Understand?

Next time, get me a fucking blonde.

but it's not ours to pay.

Sure, but it's off-season. He's probably never there.

-So like prisoners? -No, not like prisoners.

You managing to get your share?

For both our sakes.

He's got the man's cell phone and his credit cards.

-Sorry. Meant to get to you this morning. -[Ruth] It's okay.

[Rose] I don't wanna get a bitch in trouble,

-I was just with Wyatt. -Great.

We are new to Missouri,

Australia, Wendy? Come on.

You have the keys to our Mexican friend's vehicle?

-Check out the one in the back again. -In the back?

Yeah. Six months you're gonna have a casino.

if it wasn't for my dad.

♪ Nigga creep up on your ass, ha! ♪

We should probably buy some more caskets.

You say anything? I didn't say shit.

[Helen] It means we endeavor without him.

Though he does have a couple of things on social issues worth listening to.

Yeah. I don't know.

And I don't think any of that would be possible

I know what it means to need a daddy.

[Marty] Well, what's the emergency? I told Ruth that I would talk to her.

Start straight.

Guys, this is a new baseline, okay? We're gonna build normal from here.

-[Marty] No? Some white sand beaches? -[Wendy] Mnh-mnh.

[Wilkes] Scotch, neat, please.

-[Marty] Hmm. Someone's been studying. -[Wendy] You're surprised?

That's not like him.

I was thinkin', you and me, we could be partners.

[both laughing]

-For that Mexican man? -[Wendy] Del had a wife and two children.

[gasps] Ash! Ash!