Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

FIONA: Five minutes. -Look at me.
KAREN: She's got this thing about people bringing dirt in the house.
Thanks for all your hard work."
I mean, the whole point of the digestive system is one-way traffic.
But seriously, like....
Roger Spike)’-
Oh, so you've tried it.
Billy, you having one? Have one.
Like, up the ass?
-Wisdom teeth? -Sugar rot.
-Extra kraut on mine. IAN: Cheese on mine.
-Melissomophobia. -Oh, right.
LIP: Shit. I'm not here. I'm not here. IAN: You don't know us. Fiona.
...you're gonna pump out the stuff that we like. Okay?
...but the only dealer he gets credit from is a schizophrenic.
What the hell's he on?
-You're not that desperate. -Wanting to see you again's desperate?
Anne's school called, she's sick. Everything up to 204 is clean.
I'll go get her.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Why shouldn't he ride around in style?
The sacred bond between employer and employee.
And since when do pork rinds come from a pig?
No. No.
...you can play whatever you want, but if you're gonna bump this time of night...
That's it.
If you were doing yourjob, he wouldn't have had to.
What have I ever done to anybody, never mind you...
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Because, you know, you could throw that....
After that much practice...
Your dad made me follow you up.
...you'd think the man would have manslaughter down by now.
Like a hobby?
Cerium, erbium, praseodymium.
Come. We're gonna be late. Hurry up.
One.
Wondering what your scheduIe's like on Friday.
VERONICA: Hey, fucker!
-Maybe Lip could use a drink. -Oh, yes.
Fuck you.
-No. -Calypso-- Yes, calypso blue.
Fuck you, Pig!
I was lucky, it almost missed me.
Jimmy Clifton.
Hey, get up.