Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This whole thing has gone tits up. Time to fire up the jet.

What in the flat world? [groans]

Stop it! Jesus, I just wanted to chit-chat.

Hey, kids, everything they teach you in school is a lie.

May the best man win.

It seems a little far-fetched.

Yo, bitches, the posse feels your pain.

Oh wow, enemies to lovers. That's never been done before.

Fuck, this is so lame.

and here's how!

What? But I've never tried drugs before, I'm high on life!

but I 'Mo-wanna' more money!"

They wear sandals and create scandals.

Watch me be number one at number one.

-[crowd] Manhunt! -[Reagan grunts]

[crowd chanting] Manhunt, manhunt, manhunt!

You let him get away, has-been!

-Where the hell are Glenn and Myc? -[Glenn] We're not leaving.

Top that entrance, motherfuckers!

I'm drunk, I'm not deaf.

[in unison] It's just assholes all the way down.

to invest in yak testosterone supplements that will give me,

Wow, I really enjoy rivalry sex, apparently.

The whole place falls apart without us.

Nice work. Give it here.

us, and of course, our arch rivals, the Illuminati.

Where what happens?

It's like Burning Man but they actually burn men!

We control the president, big oil,

[emcee] And finally, we saved the best for last.

[groans] Our missions do feel suspiciously like B-stories.

Yo, maybe Cognito isn't just some boomer shit.

Only Rand Ridley and Dietrich Kluge remain for the final round.