Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So either the local cops were in business with Eddie...

Perfect. Hand me one of those sticks. We'll get started.

It's a gift certificate for a spa treatment.

So tell me, uh, how was it done? How did they do it to him?

But we do have reason to believe that somebody's life is in danger, right?

- What's the next big town upriver? - Sierra Vista.

- Ah, let's have some cake. - Okay.

Looking out for number one.

- No. We didn't. - No.

He gets to deal drugs, and you look the other way...

Oh, he's here. Faster than I thought.

Eddie Russo's dead.

What's he doing?

[CAR DOOR SLAMS]

No, not yet. Maybe soon. Never mind about that.

She's at County General. They're pumping her stomach now.

Somebody's watching us from the upstairs window.

Let us in. We'd like to speak with you.

- So we shouldn't trust you really. - Yeah. No, you should.

Wow, they look good.

I know a guy in San Berdoo has a CI with them.

That's all right. We weren't scared.

...five, six... JANE: Didrikson used to work for the Mob.

VAN PELT: This is the only arcade in town.

You think you have an outlaw charm about you, and you do.

...who they might hire to do something like this.

So if Russo's car was outside House of Games...

We wanna know who picked up Russo.

People can't resist contacting someone back home, from their old life.

I don't like cops.

- What did they say? - No. Heh, heh.

- His wife? - Yeah.

...with the coyotes and the tumbleweeds and the bad red sauce.

Oh, I thought you meant Palm Desert wasn't in California.

You played golf with Sonny Battaglia?

- That she set him up for the mob? - Looks that way.