Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What did you do? What did you do?

Guess who's next.

(Jimmy) Corinna!

You know this don't end with you, right?

- What's the deal? - Go ahead and ask him.

Alls we gotta do is throw him a license number, throws us back anything we need.

You wanna step down outta the cab, please?

- Did the kid Terry call about the Chevys yet? - Not yet.

- Hey. I wake your parents up? - Don't worry about it.

I'm sorry. You got me.

- So where are the drapes? On your bed? - Gotta try to find the second life in things.

Come on. Get up. Get up!

That's fucking great. I did three years for you.

- (knocking) - Come on.

Are you gonna get locked up again?

What's up? I do somethin'?

I've got no reason to lie.

No, I'm just... I'm just saying. You know.

- Who took my goddamn money? - I said shut up!

Comin' out to what? No job, no money...

- Why don't you let her finish her drink first? - Now, fucko!

Cos I'm not Bev. I can't live with that.

When I wanna go to the beach - take my kids to the beach and play with 'em and shit -

Sometimes we got more shit than the real owners. It's beautiful.

You did good,Jimmy.

(neighbour) Jimmy, you havin' a party?

Let's get the fuck outta here. Jim, what are you doin'?

What's Junior Brown doin' out on the street? He killed a federal agent.

I don't like that.

Once they find out that the guy you're tryin' to indict is a state-run Cl...

- No. I hear he's still on the street. - No shit?

No, I am not gonna talk to you!

What's done is done. You can't make me do shit.

JJ pointed him out to me, like two minutes before you sat down.

How long do you think you're gonna last out there once the word gets out?

She couldn't live with it either.

Get that car outta here! That one too.

(Jimmy) Listen to me.

I wanna grow old with her and shit. You know what I'm tryin' to say?

I'm sorry to hear that.

And you'll be out on the street.

(Ronnie) Let's go to work. Let's get it up!

- Where's the baby? - With Rosie.

Yeah? What thing?

Red's my bad luck colour. I ain't got nothin' to do with red.

Omar, the cars.

He's in the hospital. He ain't comin' out.

- What a fucking waste of time! - What?! Our man was killed...

Yeah. The bass was too heavy, though.