Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, this Gale Boetticher is a bona fide chemistry genius.
I've been working magic here. I could at least get an "attaboy."
A month ago, Gus was trying to kill both of us.
Hey, you must really like chicken.
What did he do?
He's still scared the dude's gonna come break his legs.
I mean, he's got degrees up the wazoo, right?
they know Mike and Mike knows them.
Where is the rest of your party?
What about Mike?
or whatever the hell that is.
About time.
Never bit anybody.
Oh, right, this whole thing is about self-acceptance.
Only maybe you got it for the wrong guy.
And this is how often?
♪ Always makes its way back To the heart again ♪
No kidding? Well, l'll take you up on that, for sure. Ha-ha-ha.
What kind of game is he playing?
Is he? Yeah. He, uh--
It's my lucky cigarette.
Does he think you're that naive?
That's it.
A big one.
Okay. Hemp? Really?
So I take a peek into Madrigal Electromotive.
Gale Boetticher.
If ever you're interested in rewarding part-time work,
You go after him with a gun, you'll never get out of it alive.
What's up?
♪ And by the way you look fantastic In your boots of Chinese plastic ♪
I'll let you finish your meal. Can l get you anything else?
but they're what they call "highly diversified."
Does that make any sense to you?
Jesus.
The 50s are gonna be a problem. That's what this is, problem solving.
That's a 300,000-dollar gadget.
What did you do?
Loyalty.
An absolute severance.
Oh. Oy.
The thing is, if you just do stuff and nothing happens...