Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, I'm not from around here.

Damn, girl looking fine.

Dude, it's not me.

I don't know what to tell you.

We got some traffic up ahead. What's going on?

TONY Z". Copy that, boss. See you at 0800.

Look at you, man.

ROLANDO: Looking good. MALOA: Thank you.

We've got four dead, six on the way to the hospital.

Red shirt, light skin. About 6 foot.

Get SWAT rolling right now! You fucking pussy.

Of course, man, I got you. Thank you.

So why you come to me?

BOSCO: (SHOUTING) Get out here, now!

Fucking genius, man. How fast were you going?

Was that who I think it was?

AP rounds blasted through the windshield took him out.

BOSCO: Let's go. Put them in the box.

Money tubs are handed off to the Fed employees.

So what? They were going to make fucking snow globes?

You know, give them a couple of drinks, steak on his plate,

Two, they're separating newer, fit currency from old unfit bills.

Take the place down, score, like, what, two grand in ones and fives?

(MERRIMEN SIGHS)

(GASPS) My gosh.

If the bank is off at all,

There's no need to put that in the contract, is there?

(RAPID GUNSHOTS)

They don't give me no gun. I don't do no gangster shit.

But there's a hitch.

I didn't do anything. Please. (SOBBING) What are you doing?

Well, you know, I was on my way to work

The Fed is the Olympics, and Merrimen is Carl fucking Lewis.

I repeat, have all units stand down.

You erasing your recent calls?

But most importantly, they're erasing the serial numbers

Hey. Deb? Deb? Will you put this on?

Yes, security in the lobby, please.

Silver dollar pancakes.

Big Nick, original gangsta cop in the flesh.

I think he got the picture, bro.

DISPATCHER: Any available units, we have a bank 211 in progress...

BORRACHO: What's going on?

Got a hit on our dead guy from Angel City.

Tell them we plan on killing one hostage every hour until our demands are met.

Seriously, what are you doing?

I thought he'd leave us alone.

(WHISPERS) Silverback, this is Horsepower. I'm in.

Am I tripping or was this full before?

We've got to get this patched up.

She ain't getting none.

Honey, don't worry about it. Okay? They're just gonna talk.

It's one of the old models, man. We good.

They're getting out of the car.

Yeah, this their spot. You know, cheap liquor.

You play football at Long Beach Poly?

So, the way I see it,

Down on the ground! Get down on the fucking ground!

They tunneled through the sewer system.

Here we go. Okay, baby, ready?

Vegan! I'm a vegan.

He spilled his fucking coffee.

Tell him to get the fuck back here!

Behind the brick building!

Hey, man, got to check this 100 count. Motion went off.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

What? Let's go order, bro.

Donnie, beer? Yeah, yeah.

(IN FUN VOICE) What about the honey-bear? Honey-bear good?

Now, personally, that shit don't sound like a lot of fun to me.

They run on their own power supply,

Get down behind the wheel.

MAN: They got you on a new route?

Now, go handle your business, big man.

No, we're not mistaking you for anybody. Don't be a fucking smartass.

(HAWKS AND SPEAKS POLYNESIAN)

What's up, fellows?

Call the fucking cops. I'm sorry, but it's time for you to go.

Your bins, they were half-full.

reach inside your pockets, remove your cell phones,

No, I didn't think so. Nick...

Put it on my tab, all right?

We're going to be here for a while.

(ENGINE STARTS AND REVS)

What the fuck is going on? That's not their MO.

Out with the old, in with the new.

MAN 2: (ON RADIO) Force leaving loading dock B.

Yeah, go! Go! You okay?

Shit popped off. We handled it. That's it.

Number 55, right? That's howl remember you.

You got $30 million nobody is looking for.