Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They cut me loose. I'm not sure about Otto.
Let me know if you need anything.
I know what I have to do.
-This is on Gemma. -Yeah.
Tell me, Juice.
You may not like it.
...not a homicide investigation on me.
Told Jax someone ran me off the road.
Rhyme biz, limo 10 Call my skills seven sins
You can tell me the truth, son.
To cut him out and kill him.
- Anyone home? - Back here, mano.
Of course.
Dark.
I don't even know if it was gonna be a boy or a girl.
Well...
Where do they put your bronze statue?
-Come on, Frankie. What the hell is this? -What do you think? I want money.
Make my heart turn cold
How do you know that?
-What happened? -It's my babies.
Yeah.
- You keep an eye on my family. - Always.
Make or model of the van?
Uh-huh.
You want that?
-Yeah, I guess. -Why just you?
You try anything, I'll kill them both.
Then you need to prove to Tara that you can be trusted.
I'm sorry this shit landed here.