Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, I ain't giving him shit.

I was attacked.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

What's the matter, old man?

If I tell you something, do you promise to keep it to yourself?

Indian Hills too.

Hey, look, why don't you come by the house today...

You need help with any of that?

I guess I've been doing it for so long, I'm afraid of how bad it gets if I stop.

Someone should reach out to Bobby, fill him in about Clay.

My guess: You'll never make it to the inside of a cell.

He's dead before morning if I don't like the reason.

The timing kind of sucks, but, yeah.

Oh, Jesus. I'm sorry. You shot me.

Makes me feel better.

I'm hoping that was all posturing.

...and as a mother...

East dock. Slip 17. The boat's called the Dayoos.

...has been analyzed by several psychiatric experts.

That's it. Get it.

I just found out for sure. I'll tell him tonight.

Had to release them.

Hey, do we need to give you a ride to your house?

If anyone knows where the kid's mom is, it'll be Padilla.

No choice, right?

Clay has old-school ties with the IRA.

And I break you open

I need it, and this club needs it.

If I'm gonna rat out my own son, I wanna look him in the eye before I do.

Your friends in the GN said thank you.