Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Cristobal Sifuentes.

They asked for you by name.

You can just drive and become whoever you want to be.

No, but he did seem weirdly frustrated.

Phone rings. "Hello?"

Oh wow. Wait, who's Mike?

- Is she okay? - Oh my God.

Look, what are we thinking about this lock, huh?

But they leave me.

there's a version of this where...

Maybe I'm just a shitty fucking actress.

What are you doing? How are you?

Uh, I... I know one gal... There's nothing for me.

I'm set up to kill Paco like you asked me to.

- just to feel the weight of it. - Wow.

Take your hands out of your pocket.

Because to properly get into someone's head, it is truly...

Oh... uh, yeah. Sure.

- Like, maybe there was sickness. - Sickness. Yes.

in Glengarry Glen Ross, the movie.

- Hello? - Sally, it's Mike.

What, what, what, what, what?

Yeah, I couldn't help but overhear.

So, Paco is our informant within the Bolivians.

- That seems fair. - Mmm. Can you drive me?

what you and the big guy were talking about there.

- It's okay. - This day sucks.

- Mmm. - And I just think this time...

and I'll kill every single one of you.

I'd rather just sit here.

All right, here we go. This is great.

No. Don't sell yourself short, big guy.

What? No, you're... Come on.

And when he was down there, he learned a few things...

I think that's enough. Thank you.