Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know. Tell me. How much?
in the usual swoony back-to-front pants and dead bear T-shirt?
I just realised. What? What?
SHE SOBS
It's all part of being a normal, healthy piece of shit.
Come on, now. Five minutes.
Everything in here kills you.
One of those guys thinks he's a player
Spill.
Night-vision goggles and a claw hammer. Come on.
If my granny were here, she'd say, "Fuck him.
What?
Yeah? Listen, just give me a sec.
You motherfucker.
That is the third time I've seen the waiter check you out.
Obviously.
Do you love me?
What's the... What's the flapperola?
I bet he loves your stuff.
Do you have any money?
Are you talking? Cos I haven't realised.