Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[boat engine starts]

[guns scraping]

[Leo struggling]

was when you cried in your sleep in Washington.

Kick them away.

I just want to know who they are and how the hell they got into my vault.

You got that phone thing.

He told me all about you.

And a forensics team.

Oh, he's a good boy. His father, God rest his soul--

It's nothing, Barbara! Go back to bed!

Carlos will do what Carlos does.

[water dripping]

-[exhales sharply] -[Leo] What about the amp?

which means that someone told them.

Tell ya what. I'm gonna take my real bonds and my fake passport,

[Carlos] Drop your weapons.

I don't want him getting wind of this until I know those bonds are safe. Go.

This gives us the right to search all property

I'm clear as day.

We've taken enough of your time.

We can argue about this all you want.

-Tell us where you put them. -[Leo] She doesn't have the bonds.

Maybe Salas switched it out.

No, he's been off parole for years now.

Not that I know of. [chuckles]

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I'm sorry, buddy, but after tonight, I don't trust any of you.

We haven't been able to reach him, I was hoping he was here.