Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. Sonny, uh...

Oh, hey, you got a dollar on you?

Okay. We physically meet with our clients once a week.

[HAND CUFFS CLINKING]

Every modern society has some kind of police force.

The thousands I wasted on videotapes and coaching.

Sure. Knox wasn't setting up Russo with the mob.

Cho, come to the hospital with me. You two talk to Gina Russo.

I called his home, there was no answer. Next day, his wife was there...

Before you can move on, Gina, you're gonna make things right now.

- All right. I did it, okay? I killed Eddie. - Good. Tell me the details.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Got caught with 10 kilos of cocaine. The Feds flipped him.

Somebody killed him.

That's not how we do things in the marshal's office, but I guess it works.

My husband did the right thing, didn't he?

Only odd thing is they paid for the house in cash, no mortgage.

You want some coffee? Dessert?

Gasoline, cheese, mesquite. It's wonderful. This is the place.

No, that's garbage. It's absurd. I would've known.

Wow. Wow, that's Ed Didrikson.

Did you or your husband talk to anyone from the old days, your previous life?

...can you say, "Is Mary there?" - Why?

[RIGSBY SCOFFS]

He must have been brought from upriver...

That was the last time I heard from him.

- Brunette, slim, maybe 5'4"? - No. A pretty black lady, about 5' 10".

- That's crazy. How'd you do that? - Focus.

Ed Didrikson was Eddie Russo from Philadelphia.

- Regift? - It's a really good bottle. I don't drink it.

- It's great. Thanks. - You're welcome.

Uh, it... It's just a phrase, uh, like "you know."