Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Indian Hills too.
No, I ain't giving him shit.
...and as a mother...
If I tell you something, do you promise to keep it to yourself?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
...has been analyzed by several psychiatric experts.
I'm sorry.
I guess I've been doing it for so long, I'm afraid of how bad it gets if I stop.
Hey, do we need to give you a ride to your house?
Clay has old-school ties with the IRA.
You need help with any of that?
East dock. Slip 17. The boat's called the Dayoos.
Your friends in the GN said thank you.
Had to release them.
If I'm gonna rat out my own son, I wanna look him in the eye before I do.
If anyone knows where the kid's mom is, it'll be Padilla.
Yeah.
And I break you open
Someone should reach out to Bobby, fill him in about Clay.
Jackie.
I just found out for sure. I'll tell him tonight.
Hey, look, why don't you come by the house today...
I was attacked.
What's the matter, old man?
Clay.
The timing kind of sucks, but, yeah.
Makes me feel better.
No choice, right?
Oh, Jesus. I'm sorry. You shot me.
He's dead before morning if I don't like the reason.
My guess: You'll never make it to the inside of a cell.
I'm hoping that was all posturing.
About time.
That's it. Get it.
I need it, and this club needs it.