Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Those guys aren't just club owners, they're gangsters.

- What are you doing here? - My job.

We're the Metros.

I'm not gonna let you destroy the organization our father built.

She called me. According to her...

I’ve Had It With Your Bitch Ass Mouth! And I’ve Had It With Your Bitch Ass Stupidity!

Like I really care.

The fires were supposed to stop when I took over.

Six in the last 24 hours, yet the Metropolis fire department officials have no leads.

It seems to have turned out a little bit better for me than it did for you.

Nobody's gonna touch us. Not as long as I'm running things.

would you like me to draw you a diagram?

But you didn't think of that, did you?

Last night you did. Next!

gets hemmed in and she has to hand off to another...

Don't think I won't try to collect.

Lou tells me you're having a problem with the freezer?

Or she was behind them. Now they've got her held captive.

I was meeting with the new leader of the Metro gang.

- How'd you get so close to this guy? - He's a man. I'm a woman.

- I hardly recognized you. - Join the club.

- I'll take care of it. - Rudy pays us for protection.

The dress code. It doesn't apply to men who save my life.

- They tip big. - There's $20 in it for you.

Initiative. I like that.

Let me. I could use the practice.

- Lois, Toni left here about 10:00... - I know.

That's what he did tell me to do, Johnny.

There doesn't appear to be a way to get him out.

Welcome to the Metro Club.

to his primary receiver, to free up his secondary target.

West River is currently a blight on the face of our fair city.

So. When do I start? Boss.

We're not as dumb as you may think.

You hear about the Toasters' latest stunt?

- It'll hit you like a ton of bricks, pal. - Alcohol never effects me.

Thank you, too.