Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In serious marital trouble, if I'm reading any of this right.

Just look at your track record, you know?

He's a real bastard, a real piece of work, you know?

They're setting me up, Marty.

-[man] Name? -It's Wendy Byrde, for Darlene.

He's got to act.

What about them?

-[stammers] You told 'em I was here? -No.

I would get them quadruplets if they would plow that field.

-Uh-huh. Been saving it. -[chuckles]

The fact is, Marty, you are really good at creating corporate structures.

But I gave it to you.

[Marty] We're not under arrest because we don't have anything to hide.

Well, I really wish I didn't have to.

And yet Ruth Langmore, right, your teenage lieutenant...

middle of your meal and ask you, "How is everything?"

[Cade] Take it easy.

-Nothing. -You sure about that?

And this time, try to keep your asset alive.

-How do you feel about that? -[gasps]

-Well, inside? -[Wendy] The kids are home.

I need you to meet me somewhere, in town.

[door opens, closes]

Go slow. Go slow. Go slow. That's it, nice and easy.

and it's not goddamn possible.

By the time you're in the ground, there won't be any football.

-What do you call it? -Probable cause?

Bruce turned on me. You cheated on me.

She's a tough kid.

Do me a favor, Roy. Don't give Rachel Garrison any more opioids.

The cartel sending its lawyer...

-[Wendy] Are you hungry? -No.

Look, Marty, you're under no obligation to use the cartel's attorney.

The FBI is on their way over here as we speak.

Probably outlive all of us.

do you think you're safe?

I created two shell companies like Dad's.

Have you seen him since then? Or before?

That boy on the porch? His name's Willy.