Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're offloading a ship the size of a small town.
I mean, you running around like your head's all chopped off...
-How fucking good is he? -You know the man?
What's up? You need a little help?
Bringing us back to our old friends, supply and demand.
That happens, a can don't get entered.
She died, like, four years ago. The family sold the house right after.
Like running a club, or straight business, like.
Motherfucker said it ain't shit.
1 2-08.
So that means you're gonna need a white boy...
Jesus, Zig, what the fuck happened?
in the 1 200 block sold for $340,000 last week.
He says he wants to meet with the Greek.
You tell your uncle I will meet with him.
On this case, ain't that you?
-Same old. -Yeah?
What the hell is a Baltimore knot?
You wanna be my nigger, you gots to deliver for real.
I've almost got one of them ready to swear that the docks are actually near the water.
and he look at me like I ain't saying shit.
The deck has a harbor view?
Do I look like a fucking punk?
Appreciate that, Officer. Nice day.
You lie to us, you hurt our feelings.
I have no fucking clue, Lieutenant.
He just sit there like I didn't say a damn thing.
You're wearing Gortex gloves, trying to punch numbers on that thing.
It's just about business, Donette.
One more time with that toothpick, I'm going to stab his eye with it.
Bite me.
You didn't get shit from grabbing up Horseface and them, did you?
You still want it, I got it on the Fairfield piers.
Maybe we should rent.
I would've capped every one of those motherfuckers.
That don't happen today, right?
I ain't got it for you, Zig.
your product eventually loses consumer credibility.
We put that together, copy it to the major to show him we're on it...
working out of the same shithouse kind of office.
Three boxes.
I ain't hit him, the young'uns, yo. You can't tell these fools nothing.
supposed to be at the Jessup wholesale market by yesterday.
someone I can talk to about this.
Yeah, no shit, we know nothing.
A lot of these port guys are white, aren't they?
Your father bucking us, little man.
Because your real name ain't no good.
putting that sociopath on the stand.
He was saying the computer makes it hard to steal off the docks.
She's good with English.
Let me get two red tops.
Thanks, Mau.
Frank, he sent me to tell you that we're doubling your fee...
As always. Here.