Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, it wouldn't be my first bad idea. Seems to follow me wherever I go.
I want to make sure he's really back.
No, you're not.
'Cause you need it too much.
Gave him all the info on your gun business.
my crew's gonna want your head on a stick.
Mmm. You think?
Operating on kids during the day...
Let my emotions get the better of me.
It's the cost of raw materials. Free guns and cash?
I'll talk to Clay when I see him.
My office still got the stink of A.T.F.
Why? What happened?
Trying to find the damn slug.
We done tittin' and tattin'?
Cameras cover the garage. Should do this on the upper level.
Oh! Oh, Scotsman.
Clay wants to bounce out this Mayan problem with them before we decide on any retaliation.
You're not there, you're out of work.
- Where the hell's your hand? - It's, uh-
# Until you die #
Oh, hey.
And I can't get ahead without the club.
Bullet wounds.
What did we do?
Listen to me. Bring in Alvarez, I talk to him. I talk to Darby.
I hate that white boy.
I never made a conscious decision to have the club...
# The crow flies straight #
And that's where we take him out.
And my fear is, knowing the amount of pride stuffed into that cut...
Guns, protection runs, all of it.
Donna took the kids to her mom's. I can never sleep when the house is empty.
- I sat down with Alvarez. - What?