Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Anybody on the team getting high? -No, man. Just the old touts.

And when it was almost over for me...

Merit badge for two good little Scouts.

State senator. Clay Davis, from the 39th District.

I'll talk to you later.

-Bang. -You got them, baby.

But no, you were very gentle.

Tomorrow, he'll start fresh on the latest package.

Right. Lay on the blue light if you need it. Now, the runner's gonna bolt.

that my disease wants me dead.

City council? Eastside, maybe?

So look here, homey.

You just got to give him them clearances like a goddamn gift.

Tell you what...

She was a gypsy woman

Go to the victim's grave, bury the statue...

From where I was sitting, his back was to me.

Yeah, definitely my turn. You had me down at the B&O the other night.

and you're confusing "then" and "than."

You're not helping me out here, Sanny.

that's over there in Carrollton.

No, I mean, back in the day.

Yeah, that's about right.

It's about Rawls.

35 cents these days, before anybody'll cough up a dial tone.

See, 'cause you could've hauled me out of the garage...

Only thing I can't figure is I asked for help on the Lindsey case, not this one.

Since they got that stickup boy, you know? Put him on the car like that.

-No problem? -Yeah, yo's talkin' about some guy...

I been clean a few 24 hours now, and I'm still dead certain...

but some of it, like the art and all, I might have to run it up New York.

Let me think on that, all right?

You got one chance, you stupid motherfucker.

That's just what we know from one of Avon's girls bragging to a friend.

So go down there today...

You're not serious.

Wallace been fucked up.

-Pick a file, any file. -Major--

Cover up that head of yours. You know what I mean?

All right. Most def.

but I doubt very seriously if I have one more recovery.

Wallace all quiet and shit.

I wanted to make that shit special.

You sure that's Anthony?