Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ieaving the front door of the hotel. They'rejust behind me. Copy?
Because the same blood don't flow for us, Pop.
this takes the prize.
But now she's got game.
Hear me out.
Some titty mags, too, if you need.
We can do many things.
There you go.
-12-14, let's go. -Copy, 1 1-34.
Anyway, I don't worry about Niko.
-Uncle Frank, me and Spiros-- -I don't fucking want you with me, Nick!
They can lean on that witness...
-The feds are waiting on Sobotka. -What are they waiting for?
Take a shot.
What do you want my card for?
-This is Daniels, out at Southeast. -Yes, sir.
I always used to think you were working all them hours you spent away.
No need to prolong this.
Why have the feds with you if they're not gonna step up every now and then?
Making sure the right bum got elected.
Stephen Rados. He gave a Northwest D.C. address.
Best progress so far is "White Mike" McArdle.
I got tired of being the punchline to every joke.
we can live with straight probation.
And you still have friends.
Every shred of paper's gone. Just a bloodstain on the floor.
He in jail now forever and a day.
I'll be right over.
know the designer?
He is the idiot's cousin. He wants the same thing as Frank.
just to have it off my chest. Just look to my son and my nephew.
Help my union?
The game is the game.
-And what about the guy they call Sergei? -Sergei's straight muscle.
I know you heard of him, right?
Subject and companion, blue suit, leaving the hotel any moment now.
I wanna report a shooting over here at the new motel.
Even for a supremely fucked-up police department...
The prosecutors want to use him as a witness.
Frank's kid kills one of our targets? Are you shitting me?
We hit the store this morning.
What about Frank's nephew?