Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The mayor promised to get tough on the rackets.
All red
You won't be able to get a game of jacks!
Here we go. We got a 3-1 at Belmont. Wrecking Crew.
All right, Riley, what the hell happened?
...the feds will be the least of our problems.
That'll give you phones, cages, blackboards and ticker gear.
Hey, listen to me. Don't go back to your place tonight.
...I've been looking for this one all my life, Johnny.
Wouldn't that be too bad?
Ain't no rich boys gonna trust a hungry nigger enough to be conned.
Tell Cole I wanna see him when he comes in.
- He'll swat you like a fly. - Yeah, well...
There's $5,000 there...
What do you want Clayton to get?
I doubt it. Which way are the rooms?
- But he's expecting me. - I'm giving you a lift home.
And at the wire, Wrecking Crew wins it by six lengths.
He's gone.
Lady Higloss is second by three, and Chancing is third by one.
I got a partner downtown.
Not only are you a cheat… You’re a gutless cheat as well
Two.
It may take a little more time, but there won't be any holes.
Any of you guys want to make a little book in Chicago, I'm the guy to see.
Cut it out!
- How long do I have to put up with that? - Leonard, you're on.
We heard about Luther last night.
We come in at the sting, make the pinch, and...
It's Wrecking Crew, Whichaway and Black Mischief.
- I'm sorry. - Don't mention it, ma'am.
Do you want to keep after him?
Okay.
What was I supposed to do? Call him for cheating better than me?
Black Mischief, $4.60 and $3.20.
That wife of Luther Coleman's. What was her name?
I don't know, 200, 300.
Come on, Linneman, I was just starting to do good.
Now, let's break it into two sections along 35th.
You know anything about the guy?
You owe me $15,000, pal.
It seems worthwhile, doesn't it?
One.
That's a Joliet badge, Snyder. Don't cut much up here.
- You the owner here? - That's right
I picked something up along the way.
Not only you a cheat… You’re a gutless cheat as well
Then Bubblesome, Beefsteak, Kerry Patch and Blue Note.
- How's it going? - Nothing yet.
...put them all together, it could add up to a lot of years.
- What are you doing up here? - I'm on vacation.
...to Shaw's place, and bet it on that pony. There's nothing to it.
Mr. Shaw, meet Mr. Jameson from Chicago.
She was a real professional. Used to work in the Dutch Schultz mob.
...it's Lucky Dan a length, Dr. Twink a half...
Got a work order for a painting job.
- You too, Louise? - Child, yeah, got to go pray. See you.
Gondorff's already on...
Ain't a tough guy in the world that will frisk you there.
They're going to the post.
$500,000 to win.
$13,000 added for 3-year-olds and up.
Look at that.
- Roulette, craps? - He won't touch them.
This is Salino's job, Vince.
Turn it off!
- Go. - Thirty-one.
These are two of Combs' favorite torpedoes: Riley and Cole.
I spent too much time in dumps like this eating Gondorff's dust...
Bushwah! I used to make that switch with slower hands than you got.
I wouldn't be getting out, otherwise.