Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So is it true, the stuff about Buttinger?
- What are you guys doing? - Talking about penises.
That one's my favorite.
God, I have never done anything like that in my whole life.
By how many times he makes me come.
Why don't you leave it like that? It's nice.
Who's Audrey?
Shit, red light!
Hey. Put that money back, young lady.
No. I mean, how did you find my house?
Okay.
and I'm sort of scared to walk home alone.
This is a very serious charge. What are you girls?
Take the scalpel.
In your fucking dreams!
So great. Oui.
- I wonder what happened to them. - I found more candles.
Lol
- Violet! - Him?
Put the phone down.
Heck Nah......
That's enough out of you!
Let's get him to a hospital.
Bushel of potatoes. Double meat!
Legs? Shit! You guys!
- What's going on? - Rita's making up shit about Buttinger.
- Where is she? - No.
I can't drive!
- Put the gun down. - Or what, Maddy? It's not loaded.
- No, you can't do this. - Be quiet.
Let's start slicing, and this ain't pizza. Watch it.
Put it back.
That's where you're wrong.
- Oh, good job! - Good girl.
I'd like to request a recess to consult with my client.
What is the matter with you?
What's up?
What's the deal?
We all got suspended together.
- Got anything? - Not yet.
You guys just sort of have this reputation.
I just don't have mine. It's not at my house.
It's Goldie.
That sort of thing.
We should stay with her, make sure she doesn't try to leave.