Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just think you should feel at home when you're, well, at home.
- You know me? - Agent Rawlins is a friend of mine.
Yeah, a man died on me this morning...
Agent Rawlins.
That's a shell company. Gendell uses it when he doesn't want records...
And we're walking through this broken glass and rats.
What's the NIA doing here?
So why don't we tell them we unfortunately already have plans.
- And with the budget cuts... - I know, I heard.
- Oh, okay. - Okay.
You take over his life. Who'd know?
Oh, see? Now this is an exact copy of the one we almost chose.
Anyone in your life familiar with the use of plastique, AK-47s, strychnine...
Gendell did pick Lois Lane to spill his guts to.
- We're almost there. - Not quite.
All four have been paid by a company called Denzler Limited.
Of course.
How did you score an interview with Gendell?
...on the very day he's almost killed... - That's ironic.
Okay, I'm finished.
You guys okay?
The car will pull up.
Budget cuts
...must be what having a heart attack feels like.
What I'm about to tell you is off the record for now.
Denzler, that sounds so...
- I gotta go. - Okay. I'm right behind you!
...until you and Lois hit the town with us the other night.
You don't really want me to do it, do you?
The death fits a pattern of a number of other mysterious deaths in the city.
... at one of Grant Gendell's companies.
...and he's killing everyone that knows you.
- Candy dumped me like yesterday's rice. - Aurora's moving to Beirut.
I know.
God, he's strong. I couldn't hold on.
- Hors d'oeuvres? - Carol.
No, but we will as soon as I make them.
Well...
You know, for a professional bowler...
And when did they start liking us? When I started talking to Grant Gendell.
And how it never seems to let up.
Okay.