Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[dramatic music plays] -Right, her killer.
Macarons and macaroons. I had no idea.
Guys, thanks for helping me out back there.
Now, remember your training,
I ghosted Ann Coulter.
Just as I suspected, you were harboring Reagan's killer.
SkullFinger, prepare to receive my load.
Well, if it isn't the constant thorn in my side, Rafe Masters.
buy this place for cheap,
This man is the Michael Jordan of casual murder.
Brett, thanks specifically to your observations,
[Myc] We said five bucks, man.
No, not Chesty McThong and Bosoms Naturale and Nora Gag Reflex.
I couldn't have done this without your wonderful gadgets, Reagan,
"Reagan was an American hero."
Hell yeah, I'm dead!
Guys, there's not much to tell.
There was a terrorist attack. Milk me.
Fake my death to avoid getting texts from a man.
It involves more vodka than you'd think.
[henchmen grunting and groaning]
[tense music plays]
What? No, they're-- I didn't mean to imply--
Oh God, no.
And, Andre, I assume you're gonna be telling
A bit much, yes.
At this point, I just wish the guy would forget about me completely.
I loved her, and she fell in garbage and exploded.
-Uh-huh. -[button beeps]
[laughs]
What a kitchen.
What is he still doing in town?
But what do I know?
Uh, do you guys wanna get out of here before this gets weirder?
I don't think that we have good sexual chemistry either!
I'm going to shoot so many people, it will make the American news.
Fascinating. You need to ante.
Jesus. I've been in the evil real estate game for 15 years,
F**k it.