Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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