Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Fuck you. - I love you too.

Tell him I need him to go to the pharmacy and get some vitamin K.

- You seem to have trouble with it. - Come on. Let's ask them.

How about another steak to soak that up before you go to surgery?

Yeah? Too bad. Free toast for a week.

- No, just for one night. - Oh.

He hit Kash, okay?

Must be big, judging from the grimace on your face.

Gonna check with the boss. Nobody move.

Carl was born in the back of the van. You weren't there.

- Rats would get it. - Rats won't be a problem.

Okay. Keeps his extremities.

Not a guy, the drink.

Take out his eye.

Yeah, but could we order a burger or something?

- It's 'hood speak. Learn the language. - Okay, any suggestions?

It's enough he screws up his own life. Leave us out of it.

- I want another baby. - What?

Gonna take more than that to put out the lights on Frank Gallagher.

- Can you see me? - No. It's a Bermuda Triangle.

We're getting robbed blind.

- If we keep our mouths shut. - Shit.

Sends for his whole family, packs them in, 20 to a room.

You've been buying stuff using our names?

- Smoothie saved my life. - Who's Smoothie?

I followed the light, and there was Jesus.