Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Who's going to give enough of a shit to not believe it?

-It's a thing I have, you know. -Security: Empty your pockets.

-(TV playing loudly) -(Natalie sighs)

Sterling Sr.: You tell me where you are.

What are you looking at, huh?

you took Jerry into the back room that night.

* Another fool *

Look, I don't care.

-Charlie. -Son of a bitch.

Yeah, well, alright.

-What the fuck is this? -No, no.

-Huh. -Sterling: Mm-hmm.

but I was with Natalie, and she didn't request shit,

(ball clatters)

(Natalie sighs)

I would never hurt her.

(engine starts)

One click for true,

You know, I've made mistakes. I haven't, uh...

You get me in his private game,

I don't know how I missed it.

Front seat or the trunk.

All of his players are still waiting at the bar.

(engine rumbling)

Day after tomorrow. We got 48 hours.

across the middle of the country.

"This is a real mess, kid."

I'm saying it could be. There's no solid connection--

Why someone is lying.

hit 'em where it hurts.

Is Cliff...? He's offsite.

-The cloud. -The cloud.

He had been texting me crazy shit all morning.

And he watched her.

just reading the news on here.

the high roller room.

Her-her thing, her, when they were going to cut it off,

You see, Sterling,

I had money for dumb shit.

And that means that, that Cliff took it

I'm handling this.

keep Caine happy.

I let you off once, Charlie.

I know this is a big deal.

How could I read the cards?

Are you 100 percent certain?

No Caine yet, we have time for another round?

Cliff, what's up?

-I think he liked you. -(Charlie chuckles)

Look, working this county, I see this more than I'd like.

Hm? About 50 things.

Get a restraining order.

I know it's different on TV, but when you're a cop,

that's off-the-grid enough for you to hide from me.

I don't know. Where's Caine?

What? I hear bullshit, I say bullshit.

we bump it to the top of the ticket

So you're not good. So what's up?