Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Money, okay, everybody likes money, but,
She sees the angle, you, she plays it. She's a grifter, just like her brother.
"Papa! Papa! I Got A Prize From The Sisters!"
They Took His Hair, Tom
I can't die! I can't die
The kid and Leo are gonna go bust-o. Matter of time.
We got nothing on each other.
Last night made you look vulnerable.
- Just a hot dog? - A hot dog and mustard.
- The Dane know about it? - Yeah.
You can't just shoot me like that.
- I guess I'm not supposed to say that. - It doesn't matter. Congratulations.
Are you crazy? We're square.
- You're a rumhead. - And I love you, angel.
If you appreciated me more, you wouldn't make waves with Leo.
Because the Dane's already dead, halfway across town.
Drink, O'Doole?
I get it.
Because if I killed you and you were lying,
And all the roses falling
Good thing the game broke up before you bet your trousers.
Thanks.
Your eyes are shut. - Who you gonna believe?
And that ain't the record either.
Well, find him, goddamn it!
So part of the payoff that should ride on my hip rides on someone else's.
- Leo's a big boy. - He used to be.
What's the matter, doesn't anything ever suit you?
Always the yapper, huh? Well, you're welcome.
I've had enough excitement without a dame going weepy on me.
Look in your heart. I'm praying to you.
- I don't know what you mean. - He's fighting for Bernie.
Stay there until the officers arrive.
It makes people choose sides when you look shaky.
Maybe it was Injuns.
- Did you see Rug Daniels last night? - No.
Look in your heart, look in your heart.
You would have it.
You're a fickle boy, Mink.
I'll try again.
- We've busted him. - Where does he flop?
- What makes you think that? - That's no answer.
- You might be able to patch things up. - Me and Leo are finished.
Cross Leo and next time I'll say plenty.
- What's he seeing her for? - Beats...
That doesn't figure.
Look in your heart, look in your heart
But when I bet with this son of a bitch Bernie Bernbaum
It wasn't my idea. You know she'll sleep with anyone.
They probably had grifter parents and grifter grandparents and someday they'll each spawn little grifter kids.
before I know it, the odds even up.
- I'm the only one who can get you out. - Wait, Tom...
I never say I told you so And I don’t like people who do
- What's wrong with that? - Nothing. I don't blame her.
This is too important.
Like I say, you can't have too many.
Bernie,
What does that mean?
Yeah, yeah.
Think about this,
Tad? It's Tom.
- Rug Daniels is dead. - Gee, that's tough.
Is that all you came for?
Leo just reminded us that Mr. Caspar operates several clubs in our city,
- I'll pay in me own way. - I admire a man of principle.
Yeah. Let's do plenty.
He's afraid of crossing the Dane. He told me about the fix.
You've outgrown that. Must be all the thinking you've been doing.
- Why do you hate him? - I don't hate anyone.
- You're swimming in it. - I'll take care of it!
Son of a bitch. No chief. Who's manning the goddamned store?
Then he's dead, then we go home.
Just me, Mink and my friend, Roscoe. You understand what I'm saying?
Me.
- You get a kick out of that? - It's Mink, isn't it?
Needless to say, this office will do anything
Lazarre said he's sorry about this. It's just getting out of hand.
- How'd you know it was me? - Only you would knock, then break in.
- Who's winning? - We are, for the nonce.
I can't do it! I'll look ridiculous! It isn't done! Assistants, maybe.
Big payday Saturday. You could be in on it.
- Have a chat. - I'll take care of it.
Things.
We only take yeggs what's been to college. Ain't that right, Dane?
Okay.
That's what you'll do for your friend Bernie.
- It's always yours to take or leave. - Come on, it's not like that.
I'll square myself with Lazarre. That's why God invented cards.
- It's pretty obvious, ain't it? - Yeah? So, what's the plan?
- All right! Frankie, get me out of here!
You pay off for protection, like everyone else.
Shut up! You take a page out of this guy's book!
You're one to talk. You're a son of a bitch.
I understand. I'm dead. God bless you.