Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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When someone steps over the line...
(sidekick) You gonna take care of this, Junior, or are you goin' outta house?
Well, I felt I had... no choice.
No kiddin'.
And your father used to go on his benders. Whose people came to get you, man?
Three more weeks.
- Jimmy! - Here you go.
- I guess it's up to me. - You can't be serious.
- You got them nines for me? - Right here.
Please, Jimmy. Please...
- We were workin'... - To get what?
- Slowly. Slowly. - OK, I'm slow. Watch my hand.
What's up?
You're under arrest, motherfucker.
They were gonna kill Ronnie.
B-A-D.
- Thanks. - Sure.
Yeah.
You know what? You're right.
Ugh! You smell like gasoline.
- Oh, yeah? Is that right? - I heard you...
Watch'.!
(engine starts)
Hey!
Look.
Where'd you hear that?
- Wait! What'd I do? - (I Jump Around by House of Pain)
(buzzer)
I like that.
- Jimmy, I'm a fuckin' dead man! - What are you doin' here, Ronnie?
Let's be realistic. I'm not made of money either. I'm just tryin' to help out a little bit.
- (guard) Let's go. - We were workin'.
Switch the ID plate with the junker's. Torch the junker.
You blew his brains all over me, his people know that...
strong, direct sun gives me a migraine so bad, I cry like a baby.
Look who showed up to drive. He's fuckin' socked.
Yeah, get me Calvin Halt.
Yo, Ronnie!
But whatever I do, I end up gettin' fucked.
The babysitter from upstairs, get her down. It'll take two hours. Pay her double.
Ready? Let's go. Let's go!
- (girl) He did it. - That was great! I knew you had it in you.
...as a man of honour, will you say to me now that you will cut me loose once and for all?
Felt good.
(Siren)
Come here! Where you goin'? Come here!
And Bobby Bannion: Bobby B.
(Sirens)
- (Corinna cries) - Just for one minute.
...the Junior Browns of the world will always be with us.
- I would love to go back. - So go!
Got anything else?
Got a family?
Corinnal!
Yeah, we onto him. So you hook up with Junior?
You saw what happened to Kirillov? guess who
Now you did it.
What about him?
What do you wanna know about the guy for?
(Corinna) Daddy, come on, let's go!
Whatever don't kill you makes...
You got nothin'.
Your people? Turn the fuck around, motherfucker.
You got a phone call.
Bye-bye.
Hey, chill out. The DA.
Little Junior...
Well, look at him. Who would know? Am I right?
To tell me I got the shaft?
...compared to the work that I can do as a federal judge?