Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and I cracked my skull open.
I'm leaving you with a real pile of shit in your lap.
...like it was all laxative.
I knew he’d cave He’s a fucking pussy, that kid
I think I know where he's holed up.
You know I could take him out in a second, that fat fuck.
We're done here
We had to wait till later to get out the mops and stuff.
They've been filming us in the parking lot.
All I did for that blue-eyed prick.
Like... What's-her-name.
...it's well worth 600,000.
They'll keep him a few days, maybe.
This is long-term parking only.
Just take me home.
- And? - I know this has to be done, John.
I knew he’d cave. He’s a fucking pussy!
Get out of here.
Yeah, well, that's why I'm calling, you know, to ask if you'd...
...as far as all the medical bills and the prescriptions, that's covered.
I know you're there. Just say something. Where the fuck are...?
That's just nasty.
Hear, hear.
...because we don't know what's in that garbage bag?
Come on, I thought you were a night owl.
Slick
It's in the office. But hurry. Christopher sees you in there, he'll shit.
- Yeah, you got something? - Yeah, pole camera. Three days ago.
Whoa, slow down, slow down.
Fuck them, John. Fuck all of them.
A panic attack. I went down like a house of cards...
Highway was jammed with broken heroes on a last-chance power drive.
- Don't smoke. You'll want a vodka. - What?
I was throwing the garbage out. So what?
The bad news is, as you can see...
That's great.
- Fucking baby powder? - Look, I don't know what...
I'm not hungry.
But I never saw him before.
So the casino, all that shit you did for me, is because of that?
Oh, Jesus Christ, look at me.
I talked to Kelvin or Calvin, whatever, that redneck from North Carolina.
That’s what I call my dick