Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Guard!
- Yes, you are. - Right.
You really are the smart one.
- Notice you got yourself one of them. Yeah, we do.
- Sure, baby. - I'm sort of shy.
That face and body, get you a lot of store credit.
Aw, shit.
Understand y'all got safety concerns.
Relax, hot dog.
And everything returns to normal.
Riding through this world All alone
- Maybe you weren't thinking clearly. - That sounds like a judgment call.
Well, I don't know anything about the IRA.
My guy's not into the underdeveloped-tween thing.
I need you to track down the he/she. I'll take it from there.
...any collateral damage in your town, David.
Thank you, Elliot.
- Hey, why don't you get Hale to help? - All right.
That bitch over there in protective custody.
I never saw it, never gave it to you.
Well, I'm gonna need some time to reach outside.
You ain't gonna get nothing but the same truth.
Time don't mean shit.
Good night.
Russell's waiting.
You can use my office.
Let me have the IRA.
...since Jax figured out that you killed Donna.
Oh, shit. It's going down!
Ratted out my nephew.