Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You keep me posted. I got to run.
Gloria! Gloria! Gloria!
No, let's shoot him in the hand.
Word of advice, Jack.
Go ahead and send it.
I didn't come here to unburden you.
Yeah.
-Out. -(groaning, panting)
I'm looking into her.
-When? -A week ago.
China has a monopoly on tantalum.
(indistinct police radio chatter)
Oh, don't be a dick.
fart poop
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Yep. Just paying half the rent
-And give up the high ground? -Guys...
Yes.
Got a minute?
what he did, it wasn't true, it wasn't true.
Now I'm gonna let you go.