Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Five kilos, right?
- They sell it by grams? - Yes, it's very good. Look...
Leave that piece of shit there.
Guys used to getting what they want, one way or another.
No one's forcing you to do anything. So, I don't know...
Well, that's what we agreed upon.
I'm gonna get another jacket, brother.
Thank you. Have a great day.
All right, much better.
- Yeah, let's mess with his head. - Um...
only the cockroaches will survive.
What is it?
From now on, in all of my labs...
Listen, she eye-fucked you the entire time you were bowling.
Start packing. We have to leave the country.
The Lion made more than 20 flights between Medellín and Miami.
Your partner.
He was a family man till the end.
He bought a house in his old neighborhood
I've got some car stereo systems in there that are really cool. Real nice.
Party time in Zona Rosa. Everybody goes there.
Sorry, Mr. Escobar. We're not Medellín police making a shit salary.
Pablo Escobar?
Go on. There are five kilos.
- Yup. - Hey, while you're up there,
You guys are pilots,
Don't look at me.
Poison.
I'll give you one million dollars...
Little magic leaves.
It's for Carlitos.
on the human brain.
What the fuck is up with you guys?
Let me give you a piece of advice.
And you guessed it: no GPS either.
I don't have a lot of love for the narcos either.
We know your policy toward partners.
1200 kilos.
Gentlemen...
What an ignorant bastard. It's like French cheese.
Back then, Miami was a paradise.
During his career, Pablo would kill over a thousand cops.
These are my labs. Mm?
She's the hottest one there. She's your type.
And you know what?
Getting in was easy, because nobody worried about cocaine in America.
He's meeting Lizard and the rest of them at midnight tonight.
Oleeee Helllo
To Miami.
- It's gonna be raining women. - Poison didn't know it,
And Nixon thought Chilean General Pinochet was a good guy
The Ochoa brothers: Jorge, that's Fabio on the horse.
I heard the potato business is like the egg business.
In case you're wondering, this is the asshole.
You turn on a cell phone or a computer, and you're doomed.
Come back, Pablo.