Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God takes your soul You're on your own

What's going on between them is much uglier.

I told my daughter I'd give him the job. So Chuck is all yours.

Hungry? Dim sum's better than good head.

- I was risking my ass for this club. - Bullshit.

- Next time. - Yeah.

He's been using his clout on city council.

- Don't take kindly to your suspicions. - It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

...including eminent-domain decisions. - Sheesh.

What happened to the guard dog I bought you?

We know you deal AKs.

Please, Clay. If you don't take me, they're just gonna kill me.

- What do you want? - Leroy.

Get them on the phone.

- Where were you? - What are you talking about?

And if it keeps going, it's gonna hurt us. Worse than Zobelle and the ATF.

I appreciate you helping us out. You got my word...

My life's a series of bad ideas, lovey.

You're getting in deeper with Clay.

Well, you might want to think about that move.

Ghost of his old man haunting him.

Be right there.

- What are you talking about? - Payback at Caracara?

- Those guns are in that house, man. - I know.

What did you idiots do? - I'm not talking to you.

I try anything, she'll be all over it.

We gotta dig into them.

Killing Donna, it's flipped some switch in you.

On the devil's path Until you die

Our deal was we move your handguns, you sell us the AKs.

We need to take a look at this thing with Clay and Jax.

We are in a shit storm here.