Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. The bass was too heavy, though.

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

I don't like that.

What's up? I do somethin'?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Are you gonna get locked up again?

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

Guess who's next.

Get that car outta here! That one too.

(Jimmy) Corinna!

Omar, the cars.

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

Yeah? What thing?

I'm sorry. You got me.

(neighbour) Jimmy, you havin' a party?

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

You did good,Jimmy.

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

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

You wanna step down outta the cab, please?

I've got no reason to lie.

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

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

No, I am not gonna talk to you!

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

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

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

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

- (knocking) - Come on.

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

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

What did you do? What did you do?

- Where's the baby? - With Rosie.

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

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

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

Come on. Get up. Get up!

And you'll be out on the street.

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

(Jimmy) Listen to me.

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

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

She couldn't live with it either.

I'm sorry to hear that.