Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They won't snitch and you know it.
What the hell is that?
The kids will be all right. Lip and Ian can run things.
- Okay. Debbie. - It's okay.
You'll get your 40 bucks when my new disability claim kicks in.
Costa Rica? Drinking blended margaritas...
Running around his house in short shorts...
Why would he do this?
No lattes or anything, but they did have hot chocolate for Debbie.
I'll meet you at O'Hare tomorrow afternoon. The American terminal.
- I mean, he doesn't have priors. - But what about Lip?
...or whatever you were doing, this is what happened last week on Shameless.
Nothing else has changed. You're gone.
Hey.
Scary, isn't it?
There are things you don't know about him.
Come with me.
We are warriors battling against the dark forces of our primal nature.
Mind over matter.
I'm gonna find you, Frank!
...to perpetuate the species.
How long is it gonna be about them and not about you?
No, I'm behind on the damn paperwork.
Come on, sweet man.
Why do you have to go?
No relation to our favorite overnight guest, Frank, I hope.
Those are great boots. Macy's?
I wanna stay with Fiona.
So, uh, Kev, just out of curiosity...
Stolen Porsche, you said?
Aah! Fuck! Aah!
- Debbie? Carl? Liam? - Kev and V can still help around here.
Yeah, guess so.
Where is he?
Shit. Eddie!
Oh, God. Oh, mother of God.
Fuck that. We need a real one, not some just-out-of-law-school...