Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Always looking for Mommy's approval, asking Mommy's permission.

I'm taking my money and I'm moving to Belize.

- You fucking bitch. - Fucking what...?

Tell Daddy Dean I want 200,000, and tell him to be quick with the cash...

That's right. Happy birthday. I'm such a phasehead.

...that was being used to transport narcotics...

- It's okay, Dean, go. - No, it is definitely not okay. I'm her --

- Nancy, can I come in? - No.

I have bad dreams, like I'm falling or I live in Africa with the monkeys.

Why do you even bother asking anymore?

I don't have an address. I just need to get a gift.

- Should I get more specific? - I think we're way past that, Mom.

- Sorry, dude. - Yeah.

Well, I think I can make you happy.

Humbly, simply.

She kept looking at me.

Who owns the tunnel?

- What about me? - You go to school and be a kid.

Gotta Get this Title:

...so that I could tell you that...