Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

After five years, I knew the grinding of the gears and the rumbling of the pistons
[tense East Asian music playing]
I said piss off, you fucking chink.
[Liang] I'm going to leave the village.
[man groans]
and he wanted the ultimate machine to serve that twisted desire.
-Father, I'm sorry. -[clinking]
We could take them up to the top of that mountain,
Don't stare at her, she'll entrance you.