Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I guess we'll worry about that when the time comes.

...about the people we're doing business with.

You got pain on the brain.

No, I think he's talking about the money, Raf.

I ain't never had a ticket in my life.

Not really. I want you.

Go on, give it to him.

Please. Please, he'll kill me.

- Who do you deal with? - Guy named Connie.

- What do you think? - I'm against it.

- Had? - She's gone, disappeared.

- Did you hear what he said? - Yeah.

I guess Dobey and the feds aren't gonna show.

Hey, I got an itchy nose. Can you scratch it?

- You sure you two are cops? - Yeah, nice cover, don't you think?

Now tell me about the mess.

- I'll take care of it, Mr. Danner. - I'm sure you will, Billy.

Who's doing business?

I know you will.

...Cheryl Waite.

- These shoes you bought me. - Yeah?

...before Connie decides to lean on her too.

When you find an opening, you let Danner know that you met two guys...

Connie, she was my friend. I care about her.

A few of the boys got angry at us, and, well, you know how it is.

We're gonna pay a quarter of a million for it.

Well, why didn't you ask? It's on the side of the door.

All you have to do is complete the deal for five kilos.

Hey, ain't nobody twisting your arm.

When we blow this operation, it'll be my pleasure to bust that clown.

Joanne was kicking it.

I hear he's a real freak for them.

I told them Fifth and Hillview.

- Where? - Warehouse.

You think Danner might have told Harkness to off you?

Look, O'Brien, or Rafferty...

How many times you gonna count that, Starsk?

Have you read the story on page three, as we instructed you?