Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Rachel] Hmm.
-[Evans] Where are you going? -To a titty bar.
[Rachel] Um, all right, you guys good? Yeah?
Not the lawyer you were expecting?
Nahi mai nahi manta
Wally, say hello to Mrs. Snell. Or maybe you could call her Darlene.
[Petty sighs]
-Oh, is that right? Well... -Mm-hmm.
Fine, don't move. I'm gonna be right there.
Because Helen was my lawyer.
[grunting]
That is plug-ugly.
And they're starting to crack. You know it.
Would've been a couple months ago? In August?
but I guess I take this kind of personally.
-Why? -The FBI. That fed Petty, he's a...
Well.... Ourselves. It would cause a war.
[grunts] Yeah.
Are you lying to protect them or yourself?
The money's safe. It can't be traced.
-Would you excuse us for a minute, boy? -Yes, ma'am.
All because some poor bastard was probably fighting with his wife
Remember when she gave you a ride home on her boat? August?
Why did you hesitate?
What are they likely to find on them?
[Wendy] How can we help you?
Wally was born near Linn. Lost both his parents.
And Charlotte...
Deal with it later.
There's one way in here and one way out. Plus, we got all manner of weaponry.
We can move the labs to the bunkers underground.
[Wendy] Uh-huh.
Our deal was for you to distribute our heroin
and by that I mean save their fucking lives,
But the money's tied up, Charlotte.
That has to hurt. [exhales]
She may have a little Oxy problem.
I left Marty messages, but he hasn't called back.
-Is that my client's money? -It is not.
Are you blaming me?
[chuckles] It's good.
That's why I'm here.
Maybe they think I ratted.
No, I want a baby boy, someone we can mold.
They were so scared this morning, but not surprised,
Feel free to call your lawyer, and we can make it a double date.
Here goes nothin'.