Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, once, but, you know, it was-- it was casual.

-Okay, we're gonna keep his things. -All right, good for you, man.

Who? Dead Zone? Nice fucking guy.

What? No. I'm not James Bond. I'm Alan.

And I took that to be hyperbolic, but I never imagined that it would... you know?

Fucking A, man.

This little fucking slut belongs to no one, but yes, that's my cat.

That's a lot of messages.

Why don't you have her number? I thought you knew her.

No, no, no. I don't think you understand. He's my friend too. I know him.

Alan, come on, man.

[both laugh nervously]

Hey! Hey, can you let me in?

You damn dumb, dumb fucking cunt.

-We really skipped the condoms, huh? -Yeah, we did.

Life is a fucking nightmare, right?

Spare some change?

♪ I won't forget ♪

[softly] What the fuck?

you could die permanently.

My wife smoked a lot, and she died of cancer.

And, uh, it's early days, but it could be something, you know?

No, n-- nothing even matters anymore.

-[Mike] Yeah. -[Nadia] I'll take it.

'cause that's how a lot of people feel when they've decided to kill themselves.

[camera shutter clicks]

He's self-destructive and he's fucking dangerous.

Hey, man, can you spare some change?

Alan, you're just drunk, all right? Let's go get you sobered up.

Ten feet or I'm not responsible for what I might do.

And I love Dice...