Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Cheers. - Cheers.
Hey, we're heading over to the Tiki, grab a couple. Wanna come?
Yeah.
Getting pretty good at that, huh?
...then so am I. - Heh.
I can steal a car and nothing will happen to me?
It was stupid.
So, what? You two geniuses stole a Porsche Cayenne, and what...
Where is who?
I'll be back for it.
Lip. I'm sorry. I can't do it to him.
- You paid for a house in cash? - It's a shitty neighborhood.
And... But I'm...
But you and me...
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Ian didn't know anything about it.
All right, all right. Come on. Calm down.
Oh, wow, I gotta check that place out.
Bring me two Lexuses. Black if possible, 450-LSs.
They don't deserve you.
Could have ended up in prison.
You go back to Lip. I'll go back to your mother.
What are you afraid of?
What?
Yeah? And why's that?
Get yourself something nice.
Life's messy, and people have secrets.
Eddie!
Oh, mother of God.
- Where you going? - Karen's.
Clean towels. You both need showers. You're rank.
And that forgiveness is the first step on the stairway to heaven.
Leave the lights off, please.
The grown-ups around here have got things covered.
Gallagher!
No, no, no.
...liberal do-gooder with a 2000-ghetto-kid caseload.
Ian is in ROTC, wants to join the Marines.
They pretend they don't, but they do.
- Well, I don't have a passport. - We'll get one in Miami.
And you, so young and sexy and taut and tight.
First class.
I'm sorry for what I said.