Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You guys okay? You need anything else?

Fuck family. Fuck loyalty.

Isn't it illegal, anyway? To film people without telling them?

- What's the number, again? - Oh, it's...

Oh, fuck! Check it.

This is fucking weird.

We'll take him out through the basement.

Him and our ass-wipe cousin, that two-faced cocksucker.

This guy was at the club, the dead guy.

I'll call the public defender. They'll send someone down.

He used to sell hotdogs

Not just to Johnny's people, either.

We're done here.

My kids. My boys.

- Am I that fucking horrible now? - No. You're not horrible at all.

- Jesus Christ. - She was getting better.

Ton, I'm sorry. When I heard about Angelo, I just...

Well, you're right, it was... It was horrible.

I'll see you up there.

Oh, Jesus. What?

I was very impressed with that.

That's not how I wanna handle it.

I know. I know, but...

I tried to cover it up.

You know, I had a dream that I moved back in here.

...what kind of a message does that send?

Very resilient.

I wasn't helping him. I was afraid for myself.

- from the Crazy Horse. - I don't know him.

That's why I didn't show.

I'll move back in.

He was stabbed in the club. You tried to dispose of the evidence.

He don't even do drugs anymore, he just deals.

You know he's been drinking, so he's probably fighting that heroin urge again.

- The kids will be thrilled. - Yeah.

That’s what I call mahschlong

It's our first holiday. Ronnie wants us all together.

All right, that's enough.

Then you're all out of options!

He's foreign, the Mideast or something.

We could live someplace like that, maybe.

This Blundetto asshole went off the reservation.