Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I checked out Cottonmouth. He's been at the club all night in VIP.
- You should've waited. - Shut up, man.
Dante's safe idea.
[softly] Yeah.
You gonna at least wait for Chico to come outside, right?
so I make an executive decision.
Like he gonna get up on me with a Blue Hawaiian.
I said I'm good.
- [pats Pop] - Let me stall 'em. Sit tight.
do someone wrong, wasn't no beggin' and pleadin'.
You should get outta here.
[Scarfe] Whoa! Hold up... Hold up, hold up!
I don't speak Chinese.
You worry about the politics, I worry about my job.
- [Luke] Hmm? - Yeah.
Blood everywhere, none of it his?
Well, time is due.
What, you fittin' to play one-on-one with me?
Some people you just gotta let go.
Everyone wants things fast, quick.
All right.
- [Pop] It's a lost art. - [Stokes] Exactly.
I bet Kelly must be really proud of you, hmm?
Yeah, yeah. [mutters]
Goines invented Kenyatta,
I'm coming by the club tonight.
I'm not that guy either.
you tell me everything I need to know about Wilfredo Chico Diaz.
Two guns.
Stare at the photos like they're about to start moving.
[dishes clattering]
who might have pertinent information.
The only thing our mutual friend wants is safe passage.
You see a nigga standin' in front of you?
- You seen him? - With my own two eyes.
other than a strip club...
Wastin' time, Misty.
Looks like you found some better clothes to audit in.
You seen him or not?
[chuckling] Where's everybody goin'?
That's a cheap broom.
[boy 2] Come on, man. It's your thing, man!
The door ain't been built yet that can hold me back.
Mmm-hmm. [chuckles] Right.