Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was pulling evidence on the Gant case.

You gotta get with Ziggy, man. He's all over the place.

That's six or seven-man gangs at best.

Iike even it out for them.

Franoosh, you made it.

Submission slip says "Row BB, Section 14, Shelf 3...

Actually, at my house, it's a ring of kielbasa.

his sentence was, to say the least, mild.

But he's like an L-series, so he ain't getting any hours.

You clock out today and leave your box, and don't ever come the fuck back.

Ain’t never gonna be what it was.

-Look at that. It's the dove. -Right.

Listen, you gotta realize the bosses did you a favor sending you down here.

They got our money and we ain't got the product.

So you'll set something up with Mikulski soon?

-Okay. -All right.

-You was on us the whole time? -Who, me?

Found this craftsman down in Glen Burnie that you would not believe.

Good morning, Mom.

-So? -No such thing.

Just to come back. All of us.

-Shit, you're Russian, right? -No, Ukraine. Kyiv is Ukraine.

So good, it ain't on us. It's on Roberto. Set it straight. You know what I mean?

Come on. Let's go.

They sit around all day talking shit about how they used to off-load with shovels...

Also, she's in the drink with no coat or shoes.

in three districts and four firehouses.

-No fucking way. -Bacon and eggs, baby.

that the leniency he received was the result of cooperation....

$1000 each time, girlfriend. Every month till I'm pregnant.

Shit, they don't even push one of them no more.

Make it so customs doesn't put no names to faces.

You know, I'd do it with one arm...

Yeah, if you ain't senior it does.

Best you can get, maybe half a day doing break-bulk...

-Now I know who they talking about. -Come on board, man.

-This radio ain't working that well. -We're losing it.

The Atlantic Light over at North Point.

Well, well, well, if it isn't Barnacle Bill, the sailor.

Christ, here we go again.