Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What--?
And you wanna Iive, don't you?
You never ever Ieave anything behind!
The marshaIs wiII be here to pick you up in the morning.
Help!
There is no statute of Iimitations for murder.
You ready?
You need to Iearn to reIax a bit.
You're smarter than your friends.
Somebody heIp me.
Good.
Gus?
Wake up!
Can you try and be a IittIe bit cIeaner for me?
You're proposing to me in some fIeabag moteI...
HeIp us!
Are you so fucking drunk you don't speak EngIish?
Yeah. Thank God for me.
It's Mose.
You're aII deputized.
Neither do I.
Then I'II bring it to you there.
-I shouId beat this shit out of you! -Hey, caIm down. CaIm down.
CaII.
The drugs are mine. My friends had nothing to do with it.
You're aIways so by-the-book. You ride us Iike we're in the miIitary.
Shut up, just shut up!
Oh, my God.
Where is he? Where is he?
You can say what you Iike, coIIege boy...
WeIcome home, Lita.
Oh, don't be stupid.
We got a homegrown version of it here.
No, don't. No, don't.
WeII, your running just ended.
Okay, but make yourseIf usefuI.
You do as I say...
I hope that's the case.
The festivaI has grown over the years to where it now rivaIs...
ProbabIy being digested right now.
I know. He's very excited.
Thank God for you.
-Is this it? -Oh, 3, this is it.
Hey!
Damn drunk kids.
...I've made an exception.
Hey, man.
If you Ieave, they'II throw the book at you. Wait a few minutes, see if she comes.
HeIp!
Shut the fuck up, oId man.
Gotta go.
I Iove Cruz.
They're gonna cut your Iiver out and eat it in front of you.
...I swear to God, I wiII kiII you.
Gotta turn this up.
I'm going for a run to get my head out of this smaII-town crap.
So, what's going on?
We'II just go tonight, we'II Ieave tomorrow, okay? Come on, Cruz.
Yeah, I know, he's reaIIy, reaIIy, reaIIy, extremeIy, monumentaIIy pissed.
Who? Me? Serious? Never.
Son of a bitch!
You think aII the power's out in the jaiI as weII?
What are you doing here?