Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- (knocking) - Come on.

When I wanna go to the beach - take my kids to the beach and play with 'em and shit -

- So where are the drapes? On your bed? - Gotta try to find the second life in things.

Let's get the fuck outta here. Jim, what are you doin'?

You did good,Jimmy.

I'm sorry. You got me.

I'm sorry to hear that.

That's fucking great. I did three years for you.

- What a fucking waste of time! - What?! Our man was killed...

What's up? I do somethin'?

She couldn't live with it either.

What's done is done. You can't make me do shit.

(Ronnie) Let's go to work. Let's get it up!

And you'll be out on the street.

- No. I hear he's still on the street. - No shit?

Sometimes we got more shit than the real owners. It's beautiful.

No, I am not gonna talk to you!

(neighbour) Jimmy, you havin' a party?

- Why don't you let her finish her drink first? - Now, fucko!

- Hey. I wake your parents up? - Don't worry about it.

What's Junior Brown doin' out on the street? He killed a federal agent.

Are you gonna get locked up again?

I wanna grow old with her and shit. You know what I'm tryin' to say?

Alls we gotta do is throw him a license number, throws us back anything we need.

Come on. Get up. Get up!

- Who took my goddamn money? - I said shut up!

Yeah? What thing?

Yeah. The bass was too heavy, though.

I don't like that.

JJ pointed him out to me, like two minutes before you sat down.

- What's the deal? - Go ahead and ask him.

I've got no reason to lie.

Once they find out that the guy you're tryin' to indict is a state-run Cl...

(Jimmy) Listen to me.

How long do you think you're gonna last out there once the word gets out?

You know this don't end with you, right?

Cos I'm not Bev. I can't live with that.

No, I'm just... I'm just saying. You know.

Guess who's next.

What did you do? What did you do?

Comin' out to what? No job, no money...

He's in the hospital. He ain't comin' out.

(Jimmy) Corinna!

- Did the kid Terry call about the Chevys yet? - Not yet.

Red's my bad luck colour. I ain't got nothin' to do with red.

Get that car outta here! That one too.

- Where's the baby? - With Rosie.

Omar, the cars.

You wanna step down outta the cab, please?