Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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