Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Letting John Stevens walk around free of judgment?

Ooh, Abril. Wow. Okay--

She'd have one more thing to pray about, that's for sure.

Here they come.

It is beautiful.

No, her hand's... Her hand's here.

You do not want to mess with me, honey.

I got some personal shit to take care of.

And I need a big house with a white picket fence

♪ You are greater than me ♪

So, we're here in protest. Okay?

What about Fellowship?

Okay. Enough with the Black history, Reverend Al Sharpton. I get it.

[whispering] Shit.

Can't believe I even broke a sweat.

Um... Do you have any more jobs?

That is my bad, man.

Could you shut the fuck up?

My spirit is so heavy for those pequito niños.

-Whether he did it-- -Or she...

-but let's keep this private. -[car door shuts]

I'm a fruit ninja.

...and delivering him to jail in your janked up truck.

It can't be April's dad. There's gotta be a bajillion John Stevenses.

Feel free to come by here any time to say hi.

There's nothing here.

Hold on a minute!

Another great thing is the hours are flexible

By the way, your mama has six unpaid parking tickets.

By the way, my name is Blair, bitch.

[cell phone bleeps]

I wish I could help.

-We'll have you arrested. -What?

-Sure. -[chuckles] Okay.

He's slicker than a can of oil.

and I'm pretty sure you want to give the same gift to your future husband,

What about April ruining your Christian reputation?

[school bell rings]

[chuckling] Yeah, okay, then.

Okay, buck teeth. Put your hands on the car.

Uh... I'll see you--

People's faith in gossip is stronger than their faith in the Almighty.

-I've literally never been hungrier. -[groans]

Cayden! Cayden!

Please! Pretty please! Play along!

-[boy] Bye! -[Luke clears his throat]

[cell phone bleeps]

They're racist.

We're having you arrested.

The hell are you doing?

-Owen Caruthers. -Yeah. Chase Holten.