Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You need to recant your statement, Otto.
We take this to the club with just Frankie's story...
-Do this the easy way. -Yeah.
It was real.
Do you think Frankie reached out to one of the families?
I need to, uh....
I am on my way back to where I started
Put the phone away, Juice. We gotta do this.
That's a good idea.
Bet your boots I'd try
Great. Thank you.
Because he is gonna blow his goddamn head off.
Chocolate chip, little milk on the side?
You haven't said much since your boy was here.
-What if I can't do that? -Then get used to living in a brothel.
We got nothing, brother.
Come to me.
I'm wondering maybe you wanna give me a ride, meet my boy?
- Club going on a run? - Yup, Tahoe.
Carla, she always wanted to be buried in some fancy mausoleum.
Until you realized that I took Everything dear inside
The prodigal Scot.
So why do you need to see him again?
Yeah, we're a quiet place. Gotta do it without the patches.
So what the hell am I supposed to do with him?
It's for Frankie.
Shit.
all in favor of every gang meeting triads
Leo runs book and poker clubs. It's a quiet crew, man.
If you sit or you stand
You make me laugh, Gemma.
I also changed your insurance status.
...but Margaret just updated my insurance status to cover Abel's stay.
Somebody sneezes, you throw a fist? How do you get any business done?
-Cash from the guns goes to the Irish. -I got that. I got that.
I am on my way I am on my way
Might be nice to include something that reminded him of Luann.