Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

See what it took me nine years of my life...

The narcs in this precinct want Danner too.

Hey, man, if you can't come up with an extra five, you in the wrong business.

Hey, captain, what you doing down here?

You name it, captain, and I'll lay it on you.

That's for the girl.

- You ready? - Hey, she's going with me.

"Son, you gotta get the cotton picked before you go to town."

She's young and this is her first offence.

The lady's cautious.

Decided he couldn't trust her anymore, huh?

- How's it going with the girl? - Oh, she did fine, captain, really fine.

Keep it locked.

- I told you. They're not me. - Stop bellyaching. Let's go.

You want the big fish, you gotta have the big bait.

While you're at it, ask him about Joanne.

- You know something? - What?

- Who is she? - Joanne Stockwood.

- It's Harkness. - Harkness.

I loved him, so I didn't look inside the paper bag till it was too late.

- I don't see Danner. Do you? - Nope.

- Is he close to Danner? - Danner keeps us working in the blind.

...who tried to mix Irish coffee with chicken soup.

Disappeared with a quarter-million in junk...

Danner never gets near the street. We all deal independently.

That's our man Shockley. Let's go get him.

Oh, will you look at that.

They're killing my instep.

...and he had her killed. You'll never be able to prove it, will you?

And your girlfriend, she should watch the company she keeps.

Nobodies don't pull stunts like that.