Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nadine, we've got ourselves a little problem.
...hon, whatever you do, don't you ever fall in love...
Hold on now. I can explain everything.
Then you deny having said map on your person?
Well, here. Let me get you some ice, okay?
- We'll talk about something else. - Fine.
Be my guest.
...unless you agree to the divorce...
- But Mr. Pope told me... - I don't give a shit what Mr. Pope says.
She looks a little on the chubby side to be a pecan queen.
My wife didn't know anything about this.
Wait a minute.
If you could get him to fix it...
Well, she's smart enough to work in Accounts Receivable.
...I expect you'd never get your hands on that map.
What's that son of a bitch doing in there? Giving away free beer?
...you know, assets, that kind of stuff.
Vernon, don't do this to me.
I always have, always will.
...on account it ain't gonna be Vernon Hightower.
Now, you got that?
...and whatever profit I make, I'll cut you in for sure. How about that?
Then you stopped the damn car. I couldn't believe it.
- Listen, if it's money, I can't help you. - No, sir. No, sir.
What the hell...?
Vernon! Vernon!
I just thought I'd come by to tell you...
You owe me $450, not counting legal fees of $370 and change.
That means we have to start acting responsibly.
Well, hurry up, sug. I got to be to the office by 9:00.
- You got a match? - Do I look like I have a match?
I saw you standing there...
...you'll see my name on those papers.
You don't believe what that son of a bitch said, do you?
Vernon Hightower, I'm so mad at you I could bust.
Here they come.
If you hadn't been so obnoxious, I might've remembered.
I'm gonna set it off from here. You ready?
- "I have a plan," he said. - Hey, I said I'm sorry.
Dwight, I swear, this time everything's strictly on the up and up.
- You go with him, Estes. - Me? Why me?
And I'm just about positive...
You know what we need around this place?
I'm your own family. Don't that count for something?
I usually don't drink this early, but this is an exception.
You got about as much chance of getting that junk heap back...
...and I snuck this bill that shows all what you owe...
Let's try this on for size.
Do yourself a favour, son. Don't get smart with me.
Well, Mr. Hightower, let's us have a little talk here.
You don't think I'm some sort of two-bit loser, do you?
- Not too much or anything. - No, I know...
Well, lookie here.