Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

drinking lots of tequila. None of it's real.

Oh, but I was an apprentice at a kill shelter.

you know? - All right.

CHRISSY: Wow. How selfless of you.

with an intense pang of guilt.

Hey, 20 bucks on the kid?

Had a bowl of Coco Poofties for brekkie.

After what you did to your friend?

about their wait time.

Because your birth felt like my death.

I learned my lesson with him.

[uplifting rock music]

Well, at least he was good in "Road House."

Roaches, kill every rat on site.

their next plans of attack.

Well, then bend the knee.

[dramatic orchestral music]

I'm the destroyer? Right, right.

SATAN: Bring it home, boys!

instead of explode into a bloody mess.

I should call my husband.

Oh. No, don't worry about me.

CHRISSY: Where the fuck is my phone?

If I allow her to bulldoze me,

I hate myself, okay?

it's our job to be waiting below