Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll have a contract drawn up by the end of the week.
I do.
I'm gonna let the world know we're here.
You're a good man, Kayce.
Dinner.
I am never early. And I am never late.
Get up. Let's go.
- You get the door? - Mm-hmm.
Fuckin' smell it.
You were the first one here.
You can't ride. You can't lift anything.
Agreed. It's gotten complicated.
It's your decision, but...
Teeter: I put it one beefy stick.
Your severance package.
What, so you can rob somebody else's ranch?
How many more? How big you want in?
No, not really.
I ain't asking anything.
You're late.
Get your ass dashboarded right into the dirt.
Who the fuck are you?
How long will that take?
Build a casino that is a destination unto itself.
I made dinner.
But if he's riding for the Y, he'll be true to it.
- Got it? - Thanks.
Gonna have to buy some horses.
What?
Fucking son of a bitch.
Hey, Arkansas, you study real hard in school,
Okay, all right. Good job.
You know, there's a decent chance I'm gonna
Who's this?
All right. I'll start making calls.
Two most dangerous places for you: stairs and the bathroom.
Care for a drink?
How is that ranch still there, that's the...
Life doesn't give people like you chances, kid,
Not working. This is, uh...
I gotta tell him? All right.
What point?
- Oh, shit. - Hold up.
Kick you off the ranch?
Phantom pain, they call it.
I'm sorry, Jimmy.
The procedure is to notify the county coroner
I ain't going nowhere.
I ain't never going back.
No.
A Kawasaki Mule and a few good border collies is all you need.
Unwilling to negotiate with you.
Yeah. I agree.
Great.
- Yeah, Texarkana. - Which side of the river?
You puppy dogged my lady and she asked me.