Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God, she was-- She was so zapped out of her mind.
Opportunities. Golden ones. That's what that looks like.
Good. You couldn't have picked a better time to arrive.
They should each have three, six, nine sub-dealers working for them.
You see, it's just all an illusion.
I mean, he told her she was a skank, but, yo, I mean, she was a skank.
Welcome aboard.
You understand?
Look, I will be leaving this phone on for another 15 minutes, so call me.
Somebody crossed you, you got angry...
Where's the meet? When's it going down?
- Good. Good. - Hi, honey.
And it's just an office job. I'm just sitting on my butt.
Well, if I had to guess, I'd say that's Spanish for "asshole."
Skyler, you were, like, our go-to bookkeeper.
- ...in the first place? - They've gone green since then.
You know? It's... She did it for, like, nothing.
Like old times.
A job? Why?
I mean, crushed it like...
- Bye-bye. - Bye.
No one knows the man since They've never seen his face
I very much need to get inside here, so if you have a master key...
We'll consider your application and let you know.
...as to who we work for.
...it's still in my ears.
So...
...but I say they're not gonna do a thing about it.
Let's get this over with.
It will not happen again.
You're the manager?
But, like...
toxic cheryl de coursey was boohiouioweouopipoering bounceuz bohoouperin baup bohooupperobooarproohecy the bohuippooump wasen't she? she was! and to this day she still is!
It's got that thing where the blacks...
"Fat Man and Little Boy." Sounds like you two.
I'm in real trouble there, huh?
- Here? - I'm just saying...
Politics, man. Politics.
Right on.
Sixth-century Chinese general. Wrote The Art of War.
...you crushed their skull with an ATM machine.