Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wanna kill me, too?
Word around the customs shed, it's full of dope.
Cats and dogs, sleeping together.
What was it? A shitbird?
It's a way to save money.
We got paid by the can to creep shit off the docks. That's all.
There's a shipment on the docks this week.
That's not The Greek?
Agent Koutris.
the man with Vondopoulos in the photograph.
Vondas did.
And then he can come up here and say the same to my face...
No, we're looking for anything out of the ordinary. Probably at night.
No doubt.
He was coming in as a cooperator.
He cut his throat.
Anyone?
it'll be a federal magistrate down the courthouse deciding things.
He wouldn't....
How do you know they did it?
I'm just saying, this is not the way...
What a dump.
The police may be sitting on it.
except for the fact that I have my daughter's feelings to consider.
We had preliminary discussions with him yesterday.
Too damn much.
The job had a little more rip-and-run to it, the way I remember it.
Yo, Ott. Santo Rey's late?
You were involved in the smuggling?
He's not going back.
But there's a little business to do first.
In that stuff that we took off the ship, did we keep any photos?
-I'm turning myself in. -A Southeastern warrant?
I mean, I could probably get my own people to cheat it for you, but the FBl....
and then when it came to me and the drugs, he was the one that hooked that up, too.
-What name am I looking for? -Sobotka. Nicholas Sobotka.
Work.