Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...I'm the president, and this convention is my legacy.

We already paid them a fucking fortune because we already pissed them off.

There's a saying in politics.

Well, I'm just trying to keep us safe.

[front door opens, shuts]

[Wendy] No, it's just... it's just one.

[Wendy] Hey, it's me.

♪ Love is all right And the grace shall show ♪

[gagging, sputtering]

[man, in Spanish] What does your husband have on you?

It's a win-win.

it doesn't matter if they think that you hired Cade to get rid of Petty

Law of averages tells me that the FBI already planted an agent.

[Frank Jr. gulps] Hey, you. I got a question for you.

[cell phone dials]

We sell the idea to Navarro as a safety net.

that you can make a deal.

[Ruth] First of all, I wanna say

that might alleviate some of his stress?

[Helen] Gave me a chance to clear my head. [sighs]

Casinos, but we keep the daily operations legitimate.

[sighs] Listen.

Good morning, sir.

Mining fake gold is not a job.

I was in the station. It seemed like you needed a break.

You gotta make this go away.

Would he be open to a solution...

that he's willing to leave a fucking fortress.

[Ruth] Get him out of here.

Well, I just-- I assumed you'd be the one to bail him out.

[Wendy] I'm sorry.

You must be excited. Tourist season, booming economy.

One person making one bet, I couldn't tell you what they're gonna do.

Did you know Agent Petty and I dated?

[engine starts]

so I worry about health issues.

-Obviously, I've been reading the news. -Mm-hmm.

-Dr. Meade-- -Fred.

We have a 24-hour window.

You know, just... dentists,

So I'm gonna need to pick you up first thing in the morning.

[scoffs] Well, what the fuck else is there to trust?

Fr-- Well, let's-- let's cut right to it, shall we, Fred?

[man] Obviously, gambling has an allure for some,

[stammering] I...

[grunts] I can see why you want us to drive three hours out of the way to it.

I-- If I just get my things, I'll be out of your hair in a second.

[men and women chattering, laughing]

[man] Whoa. What's the matter with you?

[stammers] We put his share in a trust...

Nineteen thousand.

[shouting in Spanish]

Why don't you calm down and forget about it, okay?

What's your fucking problem?

It's pretty ironic, huh?