Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're all a bunch of babies, waiting for Mom to make the money.
Hold that thought.
What about Sitio de Perdido?
- That chicken just sneezed on me. - Then to Mixtepec.
...we'll move it all to his house.
- Very nice. - What are you doing here?
It's too early to tell...
No, you didn't really "like her" like her. She was a fantasy.
Agent Shlatter.
- Thank you, Rodrigo. - Rodolfo.
It's time to take on some responsibility. For all we know, she's going to prison.
Can you help me?
...in a blue dress.
Oh, hi, Silas, son of my dead brother.
That was really awful, Doug, even for you.
Yeah, well, thanks for giving it some thought.
That's not a problem. I have nothing to say to Mom.
No "buso" directo?
That's some tough shit.