Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No. Not at all.

We've got a chopper that's gonna come down.

All the surrounding streets are wired for sound and image.

(REGGAE MUSIC PLAYING)

Just go for it. I'm here. Do whatever you want.

Who am I talking with now?

They were en route to a bank pickup for a Fed drop.

Fucking do it! Now!

(EXCLAIMS) What's up with that?

(HORNS HONKING)

Luigi, come on.

This dude just comes to my bar where I work...

Black, four-door Suburban!

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

and make sure we're good, all right? Copy that.

We need this clean.

Try and work smart, not hard.

BOB: O'Brien, hey!

South on Grand, just past Vernon.

Come on, Nick, let's go.

I'm getting my money back. Okay.

Give me a pen, stud.

What the fuck are you doing, Merrimen?

MAN 1: Have wine. MAN 2: What the fuck?

Don't tell me it's from the fucking gym.

to disguise the fact that they were really there for something else?

Anybody need to use the bathroom?

Well, I thought that was relatively convincing, hmm?

They're going to flag it. If that bill comes up again,

In '06, you have Laguna Niguel.

but I'm gonna come a little later, okay?

Come on. Give me a hug.

Moving. Moving.

They will not speak to you again.

Come on, man. This is some weird shit. Just...

and according to this map right here, it's all cemented up.

ALEXI: Job for Superman.

Pacific Horizon Salvage. South Gate, Alameda Corridor.

Oh, yeah, you got me last...

DONNIE: I'm in complete control of my environment.

I pay every fucking time. MURPH: What?

Aside from the fact that you're a vegetarian.

Nice. Nice. Dropping F-bombs in front of my daughters.

He's fine. (CHUCKLES) Thank you.

You're clear. Go.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Walking eastbound on 9th, approaching Hill, south side of street.

Magazine, Borracho? Yeah.

Should take out the cameras and motion for about 30 feet.

This is where the armored cars come in, drop off the money tubs.

they're going to know exactly which one it is.

What, just sign anywhere, yeah?

We are under heavy fire!

Well, we knew the risks.

at 2891 Wilcox and Atlantic.

Let's go. Come.

This won't go to Harbor.

Are we doing this?

There you go' huh, 'moss'?

You've just always got to make a spectacle out of everything.

Fastest speeding ticket in California history.

Get in the fucking car! Come on. Get in.

Some of them niggas got gas pumps. (SNICKERS)

Every time the Fed receives a deposit from a bank,

You're not looking so hot there, bubba.

So you want to simulate it? MERRIMEN: Can we?

MACK". (OVER PHONE) Horsepower's burned.

So how much do they know?

We're going in that way.

NICK: This is good. Give me the book on Merrimen.

You mean the guy with the black body armor,

Okay, really? Zoo animals.

Give me the burner phone. Where the fuck is he?

Repeat that. I can't hear you.

Yeah, I'm okay.

(DONNIE SCOFFS)

MERRIMEN: Central Security, it's the nerve center for the Fed.

It's too early in the morning for your fucking circus.

I know you already triggered the silent alarms.

We nail these guys, we solve all these cases.

knew the restricted air space meant no ghetto bird air support.

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

But anything that is peripheral, like cameras in the hallway,

You look great, baby.

I go boom-boom. You know what I'm saying?

You guys go ahead and get comfortable.

GUS: Brick wall! Brick wall!