Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you. But we're all set. Leo's on safes.

[imitates choking, muttering]

You've got a lot of other work to do.

when the Jews got out of Amsterdam

-Screw it up, we're working at Panera. -[laughter]

Oh, you mean the, uh, the arson brothers from Block D?

Let's just say that their gold might still have a swastika or two on it.

[in Korean] How about a decent job?

-I almost think you believe that. -What's not to believe?

Look, it's our old buddy, Stan.

In a couple of months, we're gonna break in,

Well, today's meal is fucking lunch.

I shuttered the ports and set alerts in case they try again,

He makes little kids sit on his lap,

Next time I'll be sitting at home swiping left on your calls from county.

Um, I believe he said,

And they're all down in that vault?

Can you source the gear?

Carlos will do Level 4 background checks on all key personnel.

Correct. And one of them was used to pull data off our servers.

Stan. Stan. I got my eye doctor appointment at 3:00.

Hell of a sales job, Leo.

I'm not gonna explain the difference again.

-I'm Kate. -Laura.

Grew up racing 450s at Millville. Haven't lost since I was 12.

[door opens, closes]

Why fight nature?

No. Um, number four?

-Thank you. -Thanks, Stan.

Oh, come on. You used to love it. You used to practically beg me--

-It's okay… -I'm so sorry.

Job like this comes to what, like…

There's no sense in stealing from the poor.

[Ava] Stan, let's leave now!

The Triplets aren't people you can take their stuff

Time's up. Everybody out.

[Leo] Salas is arrogant.

You're doing this.

-It's been a while, huh? -Yeah.

You know whose bonds these are?

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