Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sorry. Clay? I, uh- I just asked Gemma.
a guy who would have no problem...
Those bodies they, uh, pulled out of the hole on 44-
Or maybe you tell Hale and the feds...
She fears for her life...
You kill him, Clay? Why would you do that?
all those secrets you been hearing at Teller-Morrow.
Forensic tests on three bodies?
Good. Now I have to get into the lower level of the hospital.
I know.
- He wasn't patched. - Mayans went after everybody.
Tara!
It was a crazy two years.
Water and Power dug up some old bones this morning.
He was a mechanic, not a gangster.
Halfy-Sack is all about that now.
You want me to lose?
Oh, God.
I can only imagine the poison Hale's gonna pour in Lowell's ear.
You've been stripped of your creds, and O.P.R. 's gonna meet you at O'Hare.
You don't give a shit about your kid!
they're gonna try to lay all those bodies at Sam Crow's feet.
- I made a promise to your dad. - What, before you killed him?
- Really? - Hey.
- Wheeling out two bodies. - There should be three.
It makes no sense.
Thanks for handling that.
Our word was our honor.
I can feel it. It's bad for us.
I'm my old man.
Yeah. I remember.