Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- These shoes you bought me. - Yeah?

...Cheryl Waite.

You think Danner might have told Harkness to off you?

We're gonna pay a quarter of a million for it.

When we blow this operation, it'll be my pleasure to bust that clown.

- Where? - Warehouse.

Look, O'Brien, or Rafferty...

Have you read the story on page three, as we instructed you?

How many times you gonna count that, Starsk?

I told them Fifth and Hillview.

Who's doing business?

You got pain on the brain.

All you have to do is complete the deal for five kilos.

Well, why didn't you ask? It's on the side of the door.

When you find an opening, you let Danner know that you met two guys...

- Did you hear what he said? - Yeah.

Joanne was kicking it.

Well, I guess we'll worry about that when the time comes.

- You sure you two are cops? - Yeah, nice cover, don't you think?

...about the people we're doing business with.

- I'll take care of it, Mr. Danner. - I'm sure you will, Billy.

- Had? - She's gone, disappeared.

A few of the boys got angry at us, and, well, you know how it is.

I know you will.

Connie, she was my friend. I care about her.

- What do you think? - I'm against it.

...before Connie decides to lean on her too.

- Who do you deal with? - Guy named Connie.

I ain't never had a ticket in my life.

No, I think he's talking about the money, Raf.

Go on, give it to him.

Now tell me about the mess.

Hey, I got an itchy nose. Can you scratch it?

Please. Please, he'll kill me.

I hear he's a real freak for them.

I guess Dobey and the feds aren't gonna show.

Hey, ain't nobody twisting your arm.

Not really. I want you.