Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Charlie.
Cliff got him. You're alright.
he told me three things.
no podunk penny game in this country
and later, at his wife's request,
She might have been asking if she could stay with me.
What, you got to actually work?
Not you, though. It's too risky.
Sterling: So what? So he's a lefty.
By touch, I mean steal.
I scrutinize.
you don't just toss evidence around.
with Mr. Hill coming to his wife's place of work
He's fine. Yeah.
Why not?
I'll use it.
Because gamblers talk.
she tried to call me the night she died,
What the fuck are you looking at?
Segue into what?
Presidential suite's the only one
like the police.
Right now, he's raising big.
-I'm fine. -Well, bullshit, but alright.
That's the best way to describe it.
Well, we decided not to press charges.
snuck into a tournament,
He's got all the time in the world
Can you do your thing over video?
I won't have a beer and be a dumbass.
And my dad figured out what she was doing.
He's gone.
they all know.
with Cliff.
You figured.
Nine-two-four-eight.
The night you pitched me this whole thing
But no, no, no. You just let him go
Domestic abuse escalating into something like this,
Past few years, he's spent less and less at our tables.
I was knitting on the couch. The Apple TV was on
-Jerry. -(gunshot)
(people chattering)
Well, your dad gave you this casino,
You know who this is?
I don't know how she found that.
You're blackballed.
She was cleaning Mr. Caine's presidential suite.
and didn't give it back.
but about the stupid, meaningless shit, you know.
Losing your friend, blaming yourself.
Fuck.
Now I know.
Yeah, they had it on my news.
who the fuck are you sending your dick to?
Her locker code.
Nine, two, four, eight.
Hello, Miss Cale.
-(sighs) -Everything alright?
Mint-arino.
We're going to have to contact the FBI,
Nat kept her phone off during her shift.
-Her locker? -Her locker.
and I'm doing just fine.
(knocking on door)
but she did something about it.
Where were we?
But for you to be a nobody,
As far as anyone could tell,
I'm doing something about it right now.
I, I just don't know when I could have missed it.
(heavy breathing)
I think, probably have to give a statement.
(car door closes)
No. Coffee.
Hey, Debbie, I'm off this week.
Uh, I don't know what version of the story you got.
that can help, call me.
To them, it's a drip in the bucket.
If Caine wasn't late, this would be a problem.
Louis, yeah.
One point five million. Clean. Cash.
of questioning, like the whole thing.