Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Listen.
So the shit better come good like clockwork next week.
Come on! Move it!
Let us out! We're gonna fry! Come on! Get up!
[ Cackles ]
It's gotta be a trap. Yeah, but why would he think it'd work?
- A couple of hours maybe. - You better find it.
[ Babbles ]
[ Sighs ]
Just make sure your fucking tacojockeys don't fuck it up.
[ Muttering Continues ]
Oh, you like the rough stuff, huh?
Look out!
One for the cuffs, one for the cage and one for the leg irons.
[ Grunting ] Fuck you, Chavez!
Get the dog off me! Take his guns, Nate.
I'll call for help once we get there.
Yeah. Good boy.
You kill that motherfucker first chance you get. You hear me?
[ Groaning ]
- Let's go. - [ Shotgun Cocks ]
Nate, she's dead.
- Good. - What about whoever's out there?
It should have communication equipment.
- You son ofa bitch! We've got to go after her. - No.
Maybe we can grab a beer on your way back.
[ Shouts, Indistinct ]
[ Gasps ] [ Screams ] Help me!
then I'm gonna fucking kill him!
Okay. Let's get out of here.
But I don't think that's in your best interest,
- [ Police Radio Chatter ] - This is where the sheriff reported the bus crash.
[ Chavez ] Hurry it up.
[ Alex Groans ]
[ Panting ] when you're dead. [ Shouts ]
I will.
Well, let'sjust keep moving, all right? It's gotta be at least 3:00 or 4:00 a.m. by now.
That'll teach that motherfucker!
How long? A couple ofdays.
We need to keep moving.
So,
[ Creaking ]
[ Screams ] [ Whimpering ]
when you found out yourwife was fucking a real marine, you punk-ass bitch?
What about that truck up by the river?
[ Muttering ]
[ Cackling ]
Why should I give you a gun?
Let'sjust pass her around, then pop her in the head...
Piece ofshit.
- You're fuckin' dead! - [ Cackles ]
[ Shotgun Cocks ] [ Coughs ]
Help me!
[ Panting ]
Fine.
Okay? We have no idea where we're going,
[ Groaning ]
[ Groans ]
No. It's fine.
[ Nate ] Late '50s maybe.
two days ago.
Don't fuck with me again. Right?
[ Nate ] You should go back to the road. Turn yourself in when the police arrive.
It'sjust over the hill— right there. I swear.
He was deformed like him.
No! Walter! Walter!
[ Chuckles ]
He's gone. She's gone. We're moving on.
I'm sorry. If I do, he'll kill me.
Now he's slowing down. [ Honking ]
[ Spitting ]
Now, which way did they go? I don't know.
Take the bitch! [ Shotgun Cocks ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Grunting ]
My problem is I don't wanna be chained to a whackjob...
Let's get Chavez up front followed by Juarez here and then the rest of'em.
[ Tires Screeching ]
I don't know. Maybe I am.