Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Scuffle with N.I. Police.
Look.
The crow flies straight A perfect line
They'll be here soon.
Why don't you go and wash up, Fi?
Wait.
Too many nights we hold this line
Oh, Jesus Christ, he's a baby.
I always worry about you.
Sorry, brother, she's not sure.
- Then page his partner. Get the gurney out.
You want me to reach out?
And travel light.
Painkillers will keep him quiet for a bit.
I walked in on him and that porn slut this morning.
Not sure.
If a dick move could have pushed Donna away...
I need to ask you a delicate question.
I have to.
Might be the meds.
Easy. Easy.
I saw Dr. Knowles trying to pursue her.
That intel puts us in danger.
He wouldn't be doing this if he knew you were pregnant.
Where is he?
No rockers. Our reapers are out there on the bar.
Aye.
Maybe. - Maybe? Maybe? Are you serious?
We'll come back to say goodbye.
Well, you know how much I love you.
I just came by to pack a bag.
Key card will get you out the back door. There's some cash in my pocket.
Hello, Ashby's.
Maybe there was nothing I could have done to stop him from taking Abel.
That's some bitch-ass shit.
- You reach out to Fiona? - Yeah. Finally got through.
Great.