Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Leon: Yeah, yeah, here it come. - Oh!
It was an accident.
Okay.
Three weeks? On the phone, he said a couple of days.
Okay, look, look, I wanna ask you a favor, okay?
Let me talk to you real quick.
You bus people are starting to get on my nerves, okay?
- Fantastic, yogis. - ( Leon exhales, grunts )
Well, I know. The-- the heating's broken.
you have a problem.
You know, I have no-- I have no filter.
Is-- I mean, how mild or?
All: Namaste.
Okay, there's not gonna be a part two or three, okay?
Just drive the fuck off!
Very good question. I don't know.
( stammering ) I wanna see what you're writing.
- No, we don't wear tags. - I'll take a guess.
I am driving this bus. I don't wanna hear no more back talk.
Well, why is it 92 degrees?
No, like, that could literally not matter less.
- Excuse me. Larry, was it? - Larry: Yes.
- Fuck you! A two, okay? - Yeah.
Larry: Oh, is it?
I was having a little dispute with my friend,
but she would hear none of it.
( chuckles ) Somebody recuperated.
- Mm-hmm. - Eddie: Why are these chocolate sprinkles?
All right, I'm gonna put you on speakerphone. All right.
It's much nicer out here.
- ( laughs ) - Y-you are on an Uber rating,
All right, I'm sorry, you brought it up.
Oh, all right. Well, listen,
- No, no, no, no. - That doesn't mean anything.
So air conditioning's going to the concentration camp.
Like that shit hot.
In fact, if I were to go home
- I have no preference. - No preference at all?
Guess who just threw me out of class
- Yeah. Yeah. - Ca-call me.
Don't blame me for that shit!
You think I'm gonna go in there?
- Ye-- yes. - Ah.
I wanted to do the downward dog.
- Wow. - Three words. Bam.
I know, my face is average.
- Yeah, at the playground. I meet some of my friends. - Yeah.
You have, uh, water an chewing gums, if you like.
You know it's odd, I-- I'm not sure if you can understand me or not just--
You want me to go into the algorithm and change it?
You are a two.
- Asshole. - Yeah.
Who the fuck are you to ask for a picture of anybody?
You're thinking, maybe, of mountain women.
- That's all she said? - That's all she said.
- I'm a five. - No, no, you a fuckin' one.
- Phew. - Huh? It's 92 degrees.
You know what I regret the most?
Leon: Ha, ha, is it?
( stammering ) I'm not one star.