Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll invite Connor, you guys can have an easy, informal chat.

Take one of the Tacoma guys if you go anywhere.

We got tight with Connor Malone,

It's still there.

I didn't give a shit about blowback.

No offense, but, uh, you sound like a mom.

Well, we kind of dragged it out of him.

I'll make it work.

She was gonna kick me out.

I know how much of this has landed on you.

Don't worry about the Niners.

Impala just sitting there. No East Dub.

So what about the slaughter at Gerber's Ranch?

Darby was a poser.

Awful thing, losing family.

Evidence? Suspects? Anything?

What if he's got somebody with him?

Heartless, cold bullets to the back of the head, just the way

Yeah, that's smart.

Except his mother.

Apart from the Grim Bastards, won't be any black to slam into.

I don't think they have any suspects.

Watch the front.

- Is he still East Dub? - Oh, yeah.

Yeah, and a big dick that still smells like your mama's ass.

Lion cubs play with anything that arouses their interest...

run down in, uh, Lockwood Gardens.

I want it packed.

He ain't East Dub.

- Do you remember me? - Yeah.

I actually kind of believe her.

Uh, I appreciate the offer, yeah.

Aye, we'll make it happen.

Front room is empty.

He's out, and that is not a good idea.

Because I know as selfish as it seems, keeping our truth away

I got to get clear on what I have to do.