Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you know how much I love you.
Hello, Ashby's.
Aye.
Why don't you go and wash up, Fi?
Great.
He wouldn't be doing this if he knew you were pregnant.
Oh, Jesus Christ, he's a baby.
I just came by to pack a bag.
Scuffle with N.I. Police.
I need to ask you a delicate question.
Where is he?
That's some bitch-ass shit.
Maybe. - Maybe? Maybe? Are you serious?
Maybe there was nothing I could have done to stop him from taking Abel.
Not sure.
And travel light.
Easy. Easy.
I always worry about you.
I walked in on him and that porn slut this morning.
We'll come back to say goodbye.
Look.
Sorry, brother, she's not sure.
I have to.
The crow flies straight A perfect line
Too many nights we hold this line
That intel puts us in danger.
Key card will get you out the back door. There's some cash in my pocket.
No rockers. Our reapers are out there on the bar.
- You reach out to Fiona? - Yeah. Finally got through.
Might be the meds.
I saw Dr. Knowles trying to pursue her.
Painkillers will keep him quiet for a bit.
Wait.
- Then page his partner. Get the gurney out.
If a dick move could have pushed Donna away...
They'll be here soon.
You want me to reach out?