Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I mean… Sorry, I… It's a stupid question.

No one's perfect.

If all this disappears tomorrow, which it will, where does that leave you?

-Where is everyone? -Figured we'd close early.

We all wanna help pay for the surgery.

What do I want with a used laptop?

[pained breathing]

-He thinks I betrayed him. -You helped him.

There's this kid, Miguel--

But you don't do the right thing 'cause it always works out,

Empanadas? Next level shit right there.

-Thank you very much. -Not a priest.

[Amanda] Mm. Not so fast, Tom.

Aw, I know this must be a tough pill to swallow.

[sighs] Oh! You got a Keurig. Shoulda sprung for the Nespresso.

Yeah, healer of children. [applauds]

Think only tree.

That's why Mr. Miyagi pushed me into sales. Wasn't my idea.

I said that's our table!

This was a warm-up. We ain't done.

[Robby groaning]

[Louie] Guys…

-[yells] -[groans]

This is just a formality.

[Bobby] Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

'Cause I'd hate for that little incident with your secretary to get out.

Well, well, well, well.