Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You moved to Tijuana in 1 995 to build and manage a casino.
I'll make a big scene till I get his attention.
I got a great pelvis. That's what everybody say.
...and then you set up the Esteban Reyes Foundation...
Yes, sir.
Or find a place where there's no fence.
- By me? - Sure. By you, the boss.
Go get Miss Hodes a glass of water.
No hope for relief from the crushing defeat and futility...
Because I have no health insurance, no money, and an arrest record.
You trying to get back in the dealing game, blanca?
You come from money in Mexico City...
Vigilante. Such pains in the ass.
- But he said no. - So? Why would you think I'd say yes?
- No? - No, sir.
If you're trying to snag this remodeling contract out from under me...
You now own three malls and five hotels...
People are sad. Things are burned. They need their weed.
Oh, God, you are so fucking young.
You have cocaine? They like that too.