Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and get this piece of shit off the ranch.

♪ Just to feel better about their life ♪

[both grunting]

- [sighs] Nobody is, Jimmy.

If we're gonna remain a family, we should probably leave too.

Looks like you're mine.

[heaving, gasping]

- Well, it's hard to measure "almost,"

Where are the kids?

I'll kill you, Fred.

Start to move now. Come on.

[band playing Whiskey Myers' "Stone"]

- Gee, I fucking wonder, Jimmy.

- You ever been to a place like this?

- You're such a big boy.

of some Mormon that got lost and somebody scalped!

- We're leaving.

Let's get that bald-faced bastard.

- I'll get Mr. Jenkins for you.

- [through loudspeaker] Get out of the vehicle

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

' Cause... we need a Commissioner

[indistinct chatter]

- Yeah, well, isn't that wise.

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This ain't no goddamn train station!

- Fuck this ranch.

- Beer? - Yeah.

You can't talk to me like that.

This is bullshit. - Yeah, knock yourself out.

YOU WANNA FIGHT SOMEBODY? YOU COME FIGHT ME!!

'Course, that's been the plan since the beginning.

How big of an area are you talking about here?

- I'm the one that started it!

♪ That put bread on the table of the working man ♪

They're all connected.

I'm gonna stab you in the eye with this fuckin' fork.

I'd say it likes you.

♪ I'm gonna break again a million times ♪

Not sure this is your crowd.

Ah! - I know, buddy.

- Doesn't mean the bones are.

♪ When the company man ♪

that got clear eyes.

But you saved me. - I saved you

[indistinct chatter] - Seal this whole area off.

Now we need bigger pieces.

- What did you do?

- Am I in trouble?

♪ To the ends of the earth ♪