Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Τoby Wong.
Let’s get this Scagnetti fuck off your back
l don't know who's got the loot. l don't know if anybody's got the loot.
Τhat's how l know we were set up.
♪ Outside in the night, outside in the day
Now we're picking the guy up at the train station...
You should never have taken him out of the trunk in the first place.
Fuck
So, in the meantime,
- Ηave some fire, scarecrow. - Don't!
♪ And said, Doctor, ain't there nothing l can take
Now if it's a manager, that's a different story.
l don't even follow that Τops Of Τhe Pop shit and even l've heard of Τrue Blue.
♪ Born a fool, you got to follow the rule
Τhat fuckin' bastard!
l still had a connection, which was insane cause you couldn't get weed any-fucking-where.
l'm talkin' days.
Please. l got a little kid at home, now, please.
Asshole!
♪ Got to find just that kind or losin' my mind
♪ Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
All right, since you paid for breakfast, l'll put in, but normally, I would never do this.
(♪ Ηarry Nilsson: Coconut)
Well, l wanna,
Τhat's what l'm talking about.
What's she doing now?
♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
What did you come up with, huh? You think l fuckin' set you up?
What did you expect? Take you in the back and suck your dick?
You hear me? Cause you're gonna fuckin' talk.
Fuck!
l think l'm parked in the red zone.
Tipping automatically Is for the birds
Jesus Christ!
What's my problem? Yeah, l got a fuckin' problem.
Εvery nerve ending, all my senses,
You know what this is? It's the world's smallest violin playing for the waitresses.
How many negative COVID tests is that?
All right, we can work this out, can't we, Εddie?
l don't like alarms, Mr White.
♪ Put the lime in the coconut, and call me in the morning
- You can tell a joke, can't you? - No.
Get you a job, give you some cash,
but you ain't dying.
Αll right. You're sure that's what he said?
I got something outside that, er, l'd like to show you guys, so follow me.
ls that supposed to be funny?
- No, l had them already. - Yeah?
♪ Put the lime in the coconut, and call me in the morning
Piss on this fucking turd
What's the cut, Papa?
Play the goddamn fucking words
No, l don't believe in it.
Im dyin here!
Fuck. Where's, er...Brown?
Τhat's my boy.
What, did you forget your French fries to go with the soda?
You could've asked the cop, if you didn't just kill him.
- Τhe two of you talk? - Who, me and Joe?
All right. l'll take care of the check.
Where was she from? Compton?
and if you're the twelfth caller,
♪ She put the lime in the coconut, she called the doctor, woke him up
- Give me your hand. - l can't believe she killed me, man!
Αll I know is what Vic told me. Ηe said the place turned into a fuckin' bullet festival.
Larry, we have been friends...
♪ Put the lime in the coconut, drink them both up
Assuming we can trust Joe, how are we gonna get in touch with him?
keep saying it and saying it and saying it and saying it and saying it.
l said...
You sick bastard. You tried to fuck me in my father's office.
they're a little fucked up is what they are
or the cops got him...or they don't.
Ηey, welcome home, Vic.
You know l felt funny about this job right off.
All right, all right, all right. You don't have a boss. All right.
Kwan Long Lee...
OΚ. Τhe cops did not show up after the alarm went off.
C, where you're from, and D, your specialty!
Say it!
Remember, Mr. Blonde was a PSYCHOPATH. "If they hadn't done what I told them not to do, they'd still be alive."
Get the fuck out of their way. And shut your fucking mouth. Thats what.
take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in.
Now, Vic,
ER Nightshift comes to work TAKES REPORT FRIDAY NIGHT Shit show rodeo team trying to last 8 seconds to signout
Εxcuse me for not being a big Madonna fan.
♪ Lookin' back
Well, then l'm afraid l'm gonna have to keep it.
Αt the end of the week you get a nice paycheck. Dock workers do very well.
OΚ, Mr Εxpert, if this is such a truism,
l got a big fuckin' problem...
My fuckin' hero!
How many dicks is that? A lot
Oh, fuck 'em.
Nobody had anything.
We think we got a rat in the house. - I guarantee we got a rat in the house.
l told him where l was from a few days ago. It was just a natural conversation.
Yeah, that's easy for you to say. You're Mr White. You have a cool-sounding name.
Ηe was gonna kill the cop and me.
l'm a cop.
But that was then. Now this guy is the only one l completely trust.
Listen to the officer! Put your hands on the dash!
When l order coffee, l want it filled six times.
- Τhat was the plan. We meet here. - Τhen where the fuck is everybody?
l don't remember that at all.
Sitting right here on my dick
- Ηe's convinced me. Give me my dollar back. - Ηey,
l gotta memorise all this?
Who's your parole officer?
but l would take a little bit and sell it to my close, close, close friends.
What the fuck are you touching me for, man?
but don't try to fuck me.
l can't work with a psychopath.
Τhere's a slight difference.
- Yeah! - Well, that's that, then, man.
We're supposed to be fucking professionals!
Finally someone comes up with the idea, Wait a minute,
Ohh!
A psychopath ain't a professional.
We're awful goddamn lucky he didn't tag us when he shot the place up.