Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Glad I could offer you all some amusement.
Put the ax down...
In the meantime, I'd like you to, uh, take a look at these.
Sorry.
- Salazar has my old lady. - Yeah, I know, I'm sorry about that.
Just go.
...we might get a lead on where Putlova had Jimmy stashed.
Thank you.
I'll give you the guns for cost plus 20 for the first year.
- We need a medic. - Somebody help me!
Shit dies.
Let's bring it in, kids.
...I gotta do a few things.
And she witnessed Gemma...
Be so easy for him to collect that cash and just disappear.
Well, it'll go quicker if I'm the one doing it.
No.
Office supplies? - No.
The cops and feds are everywhere, Gemma. You can't go. I mean it.
Shut up! - Anything?
Come on. Come on.
You'll find out soon enough.
There you go, my beautiful boy.
I don't know if I hit anyone.
...even if I gotta run it out of Stockton Yard.
Well, were they wearing colors?
Well, I guess, uh, it's time to retire.
Technically, I pulled it on Tig.
I wanna take in this view
Your son knows his priorities.
Just go, baby.
And unlike these stupid white boys, I'll kill you unless you give me something.
Sorry.
You're lying to me, right?
It's on me. I let her slip out.
No, better not.
Nowhere left to run, bro.
Leave the window open
- So how we do prove that Hale's dirty? - We gotta take Salazar alive.
I made the call, filed the report because I'm the primary, and, uh, well...
Shh.