Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Frank Sobotka will have his son back.
Ziggy could walk, Uncle Frank.
I'm sitting here trying to figure it out myself.
Let me ask you, who exactly am I working all these dead girls for?
-What's your full name? -Michael McArdle.
I'm sorry, Lieutenant. It's my bad.
My pal, Beatrice.
Hey, Phil.
I'm putting up for the Cape St. George.
We ask only loyalty.
You think he ditched the Benz because he picked up the tail?
We hit your suppliers.
Frank's son, the idiot who shot George in his store...
What's your name?
Today we're only charging the customs violations, Mr. Sobotka.
and it's full up with red-eyed Greek relations looking at us like we're braindeads.
-Why'd they chill him? -He was welshing on the Jew.
-What about my nephew? -He gets arrested and charged.
I can't promise you anything.
-Leave her out of this. -She's out of it, don't worry.
Come on, you know this part. Give us a name.
Copy.
Why did you stop using your cell phone?
And on today's Chip Franklin Show at noon...
No, I can't lie.
The kid's gonna say that Double G had the gun.
I'd like you to come in. Not in cuffs.
Ieaving me to read it a day-and-a-half later in The Baltimore Sun.