Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I like spirituals.
and some methed-out lunatic is trying to break into your house
I got a suitcase full of guns. What am I gonna fuckin' do?
You know, switch 'em one place, one or the other,
plus half of whatever Brennan pays, if he pays at all.
No, no!
Yeah, it's my baby mama, I'm gonna surprise her.
- You tryin' to fake me out? - No, I promise!
And I can tell you're a good person, too.
And he says, Well, yeah, ya do, but a stretched-out version of him.
eatin' fuckin' fingers, watchin' that Housewives shit.
Moon Man!
He just did it, like that.
Jose Vasquez. Who the fuck is Jose Vasquez?
Dog, would you please just keep an eye on her.
Listen, can I call you back in a minute?
Where you put Sheila?
Why, am I under arrest?
a loan collection group is not a bad job.
But not in the hood.
Oh, boy, the butterin' up's underway
Shut up.
that things begin to rot, they're at their least toxic for you
Nobody's heard from him, he's disappeared.
You think that your five-foot-four kindergarten teacher is gonna...
- I know you don't like me. - Ah, Jesus, man.
- You got his keys? - Yeah, I got 'em.
Hmm.
Yeah, I know. All right, guys, get goin'. Call me when you get there.
He likes to drive a Beamer seven.
Oh, fuck.
Yeah, you understand how this goes.
Get the fuck in here now!
It's a fuckin' fact in forensic science
Sir, can I see your ID?
where do you like to go?
Is he gonna come in the house with this gun?
In fact, I don't think you've ever really fucked up on a job.
You're a big dude, ain't ya?
I didn't hear nothin' about no cupcakes!
You mind if I grab a Red Bull Bloody before we go up?
This gun is more powerful. What if he's 50 yards down the pike?
Fuck it. Get this asshole out.
Do you mind if I take a look inside your car?
Go get cleaned up, I'll cook dinner, but this is it, okay?
So lemme ask you something.
with the cottage fries, that's the only thing.
Can't say as I'm surprised.
- Fuck! - Fuck!
Let's kill this lyin' cocksucker!
Here, count it.
Where's the fuckin' money?
I wanna, you know, sit down, and I want you to give me five things,
He says to my friend, the Armenian, he says, Hey, Mr. Cracker.
- Dog. - It goes no further.
Yeah, fuck yeah, deal.
You knew I was in prison.
Yeah, I got a good place on the way towards Toledo.
what are your friends like?
Where there's a gig, and there's a lot of money at the end, you run away to Hawaii.
Cute little place, too.
Hey, Vladimir Putin may come here, take off his shirt, and they have to do something.
And you know what?
No, no, please, don't hurt me! Stop, don't hurt me!
Damn, dude.
Let's just fuckin' dump him, man.
and then there's special people that just know,
You just don't know about it 'cause they run off to Hawaii
so I could be the person that I know I could be.
- Okay, who was that guy? - I don't know.
You can do a couple of those. I'll be back.