Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, Dennis just told me
That's right. Eight million. So why the fuck are you guys talking to this...?
(clears throat)
Well, maybe it's his real name. I don't know what it is.
- "The Mentalist." - I love that show.
- Hey, team leader. - Hey.
That's my lady-friend! What the fuck, man?
Malibu and Coke.
Because Tim didn't give a shit about the job,
So I don't know.
I envy you, Henry.
Yeah, great. I want you.
- My girlfriend? - Yeah.
For my twins.
Let me just find a pen.
Kyle, not now. Roman, the encore just ended.
Hey, how's it going, guys?
Well, I am sorry.
Whoo! I got it. He's so cool.
This guy? He's terrific.
this is actually not all that bad.
This is where the magic happened.
You know what? Henry's the one I'm worried about.
All right, where's her wristband? Do they even have passes?
- and five is very important to them... - Okay.
She says she's okay, but I worry.
- Roman, on the back bar. - Don't worry about me.
It's just when I talked about your girlfriend, she got a little weird.
like at least going through the motions of doing the job
Don't "sweetie" me, asshole.
What? I'm trying to be serious here, Roman.
Oh, good memories.
I promised her I'd get her backstage for an autograph.