Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You don't wanna know.
The same Homicide unit that can't put two and two together and pick up a phone...
Be advised, target 27 is on the move.
They don't do that when there's a couple of cases of vodka missing.
He's a Jew. You know, from that Jew country they got.
Maybe. But see, I went past that with Brandon.
Don't let that excuse this. Not this.
I bet you didn't even tell her I was in here, did you?
FBl, show me your hands!
I'm sorry for him...
Avon, he out of pocket for the time being.
"What do you get for the guy who has everything?"
You feel me!?
That it was like self-defense or some shit.
-What happened? -I don't know.
Don't you know Darnell?
-You looking for closure? -Lookit, man, ain't no closure.
-You about done? -These nine here still got to be stripped.
What about Frank Sobotka?
Boy, them Greeks and those twisted-ass names.
The magistrate's gonna ask us some basic questions.
Uncle Frank, with the big shoulders.
Ready?
And now if they deliver the votes, they figure the feds will be on them, too.
Barring anything unforeseen, you're out in an hour.
They cleaned up and left you holding the dirt.
You had problems, you could've come to me.
He rolls on his suppliers, and he can walk with a long probation.
Everything I did, the cans I let through...
every day I wake up mikein a city that ain't.
You know what they call a guy who pays that much attention to his clothes, right?
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What the fuck can I say?
See, all I know is whoever did him that way, they gets got.
I'm afraid he's gonna duck this warrant.
Who's gonna work for me?