Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Pick up the fucking money, Ziggy.
I'm telling you, now the weather's turned, I gotta roll, Diggsy.
We got a disappeared can just hit the chassis.
What the fuck? Come on, dawg, are we back up or what?
-I don't want it. You pick it up. -You.
Our cut stays the same though, right?
We all did back then.
That's a fair question, Niko.
He wouldn't even be all chest-out if we had some people up in this bitch.
Carver, what's the status of your truck?
Y'all down for this?
You're the fucking wimp.
I'm thinking we need a more subtle touch here.
What do you know? The pissant's got some grapes on him.
Would you like a date tonight?
That shitwagon parked out front needs a battery.
Why don't you start out with pigeons, Zig? You can train pigeons.
but it's not gonna get us inside that warehouse.
Wednesday, the Caspia over at Patapsco. Nicky'll go get the slips tomorrow.
Is they real diamonds around its neck?
Yeah, me, too.
Elena, you gotta talk to me.
quand on me que je suis une vendue, car je porte des wigs kiss my ass
There's a stipend comes with it. $200 a month, Lou.
a veteran police of means and talent...
and don't give me any of that, "he's got that fire in the belly" garbage, either
that we've already made controlled buys from.
It shows outgoing calls to numbers that connect to Petey Dixon...
You said you were gonna bring something over?
You called Spiros still, right?
A nigger can't look at a female?
Serial Number: X-W-B, as in "boy"...
-Like the fiends all cleaned themselves up. -No, that ain't it, man.
and I want you should be happy.
he's pretty much the same motherfucker.
quand on me que je suis une vendue, car je porte des wigs kiss my ass
Boy and a girl.
Customs seal probably just broke on the offload, is all.
He set her loose in the middle of the ocean.
I knew it was wrong when I let it go.
Okay, suppose a lonely fellow wants to meet a nice young lady in this town.
at the time Kima observed him on the docks using the cell phone.
At least we get some of that separation pay though, right?
And, Horse, make sure nobody's living in that can when you stack it.
or might be some of Tavon's crew from over on Edmondson.
-We're just going about our business. -Keep moving.
Nice sled you got.
Lester, enlighten Miss Pearlman as to the status of our investigation.
Not a fucking month from now, when the legislative session is history. Now!
Man, you better go on before I lose my composure out this bitch.