Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Finally got my cocobolo desk.

- Great. Oh, and I want a dolly this time. - What kind?

- How are we looking? - Oh, it's perfect.

It's a lot of money. I know, I'm like a broken record, but it is.

Be our own bosses. Heh.

Thank you, Pop. For everything.

Separate firms under one roof.

You were right. It's time for me to be my own boss.

...to get some medicine for my son, Freddie.

Going good, Pop.

♪ They keep things loose They keep 'em tight ♪

Watch the fish tank.

And he will set the record straight, categorically and unequivocally.

...yeah. Colourful, I guess.

The gun was not Salamanca's.

Thanks, Omar. Drive safe.

We find an office, share the housekeeping costs, rent, electricity, everything.

...I have a pitch for you.

- You can't deny that. - You deserve more than a lateral move.

He has epilepsy. He had an attack this morning.

Broke two guys' legs right in front of me.

This. Solo practice. Being my own man again.

If I fire you for cause, like I should have done for the TV commercial, no bonus.

I've got, like, 15,000 left.

We wanna put this guy away for years. The gun makes all the difference.

- Western? Hustler? Pee Wee? - Hey, watch your mouth around the lady.

Oh. I'm spreading it around.

Well, he didn't.

It's not your fault, buddy.

You're top-notch.