Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you.
This is a picture of what she looks like more recently.
- I didn't mean to throw you around. - Forget it.
That's the car used at the heist. I knew I'd seen it before.
That's the chick that you told me lives down by the beach, huh?
Captain.
- Wrong. - Okay, you win. What?
It's at my Uncle Al's buddy's shop. Earl's Custom Car Cult and Body Shop.
- Sulko. - Sulko. Where does he live?
I can get you into that.
Surprised it took you so long to find us.
He's a turkey. You can't talk to him.
Problem is that your projections don't justify the damage to Jojo's victims.
- Beat it! - You don't pay, I'll call the cops.
...Claude Berger, you know...
You're gonna kill me!
Now, you think you can do the number? Make the hit?
Jojo is a dangerously sick man.
Well, looky here what I found.
He was here when I came in for an estimate.
You look up on the wall and there it is, protecting you.
To see the Bear.
Who else will he trust?
That doesn't sound too hopeful.
The tall dude had a superb short.
...going down on the East Side.
What do you mean, you won't testify against Jojo?
We've been waiting all morning.
How you doing, Stella? I'll have your famous meat loaf.
- Yeah? - Lamiel's Pizza.
And I'm gonna do a good job, a real good job. You're gonna see that.
Besides, Dombarris is a little too smart to accept Jojo back.
There's stiffs on the street that need attention. Why not play with them?
But when the light's out and the good Lord can't see you...