Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But, I don't know, we were thinking about the house.
-You okay? You ready? -Sure.
...and bitch about your girlfriend and your car.
Now, listen to me. We gotta plan this, and plan it very carefully.
Here?
What about them?
Forget it, man. Let's go, dude. Fuck his ass.
You were bleeding.
What?
Damn, Padre, you are persistent, aren't you?
I thought you Asian girls were supposed to be smart.
Did you see the way he looked at the truck?
No, no. No, no more. No more. Come on. No more, now.
Take the day off. You've done enough.
I'm feeling good. You know, I got beautiful women, great food.
Oh, great.
Yeah. Well, how did you end up in my neighborhood, then?
I don't know.
I'll take that as a yes. If I have to come back here...
I replaced the tranny in my Tahoe, and the sons of bitches fucked me hard.
How about that?
My oldest son is in sales.
The man worked at Ford all those years.
Yeah, I know.
-I don't wanna sit. -I said, sit down.
Want to be Super Spade or something? These guys don't want to be your bro...
Get off My Lawn
No. You probably just painted your nails.
...I'd be fucking you in the ass. You'd be my bitch.
-What for? To mingle.
Yeah.
Walt. Walt. What are you doing?
This little Oriental yummy.
Number one, never touch a Hmong person on their head, not even a child.
1 952, we were sent up to take out a chink machine-gun nest.
-That's what you better do. -That's right, bitch.
-You know, I'm starving. -Okay.
Sorry. Mr. Kowalski.
Well, that's a good question. What am I doing here?
WD-40, vise grips and some duct tape.
They have wonderful stores. You can buy new shoes.
Take these three items, right here. You can have this.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right. Where's grandma?
Gonna fix the shoulder.
Good day, puss-cake.
Help yourself, there, Walt. You dumb Polack.
Happy birthday.
-Mm-hm. -You look very good.
-I'm shitty, but who's gonna listen? Not me, that's for sure.
Okay, so, what's that?
Oh, yeah.
Really? No kidding. Dinner and a movie or what?
You know it's a trowel, come on.
What the fuck you gonna do, old man?
-All set to go through with it, right? -Yeah, yeah.
-Does he do well? -Oh, yeah. License to steal.
Why is this being put back on me?
You like him, don't you?
-Fuck, yeah, that's my little cousin. -He tight with anybody?
What? You gonna hit me now? That would pretty much complete the picture.
I'm real sorry about Dorothy, Walt.
The girls go to the Olympics And the boys go to jail
He says you have no happiness in your life. It's like you're not at peace.
Man, let's go down there and see what the fuck they doing over there.
Hail Mary, full of grace.
Got married, had a family.
Blame the Lutherans. They brought us over here.
Call me Walt.
You have to step back now, okay?
He does whatever his sister orders him to do.
It's just, I can't afford to buy all this stuff.
Straight shave? You've never asked for a straight shave.
Well, it may come as a surprise to a thief...
My head gasket cracked.
Because it was either he or you or someone who raped one of their own family.
Funny. -I told you, we only eat cats.
Shit, man.
...because I was an over-educated, 27-year-old virgin...
-What's the phrase I'm looking for? Fuck him up.
The thing that haunts a man the most is what he isn't ordered to do.
You're so enlightened, you know that? No, Hmong isn't a place. It's a people.
-Yeah. Poor Toad. -It's really common.
Your food has no flavor.
Everybody blames the Lutherans.
Oh, forever.
-Yeah. I never had a fitted suit before. -Yes, sir.
Would it kill You To Buy American? Jesus.
Yeah.
We brought you some shallots to plant.
...but I got the best woman that was ever on this planet to marry me.
What the fuck you looking at, old man?
Wow. Grandpa, when did you get the vintage car?
Why didn't you call the police?