Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Watch the fish tank.

You were right. It's time for me to be my own boss.

If I fire you for cause, like I should have done for the TV commercial, no bonus.

Well, he didn't.

This. Solo practice. Being my own man again.

- How are we looking? - Oh, it's perfect.

...I have a pitch for you.

...yeah. Colourful, I guess.

You're top-notch.

Oh. I'm spreading it around.

We wanna put this guy away for years. The gun makes all the difference.

It's a lot of money. I know, I'm like a broken record, but it is.

Be our own bosses. Heh.

He has epilepsy. He had an attack this morning.

I've got, like, 15,000 left.

Going good, Pop.

Finally got my cocobolo desk.

The gun was not Salamanca's.

Separate firms under one roof.

Thanks, Omar. Drive safe.

Thank you, Pop. For everything.

- Western? Hustler? Pee Wee? - Hey, watch your mouth around the lady.

- You can't deny that. - You deserve more than a lateral move.

- Great. Oh, and I want a dolly this time. - What kind?

It's not your fault, buddy.

...to get some medicine for my son, Freddie.

♪ They keep things loose They keep 'em tight ♪

And he will set the record straight, categorically and unequivocally.

Broke two guys' legs right in front of me.

We find an office, share the housekeeping costs, rent, electricity, everything.