Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We both make a ton of dough.

in central Colorado

You're not a cop.

Once upon a time in Denver,

(door opens, closes)

I just spoke to the medical examiner.

-Nah. -It's just a general...

What's missing?

So I think he caught her doing it,

You guys making some money on a nice fucking--

I'm here. Sorry.

And to hear you tell this story, I was the Cincinnati Kid,

Pull the plug on this thing, Sterling.

because it was right here

which makes sense.

Cliff: (over phone) Okay. It's done.

Oh sure. Have a beer.

There's only one reason she would have taken

Alright. And I think maybe there was

Wait, who is he shouting for?

every big roller in the world,

They'll get right to it. So you stay here.

Alright, so she was a friend of mine.

(phone ringing)

Then tell me what to do.

I mean, when you put it together with all the other stuff,

I'm missing something, Nat.

And when I do kill you, finally,

And it's tragic. (sighs)

But she didn't show the police, obviously.

Natalie: It's his house.

And now you know what?

He didn't give it to me. I manage it.

Sterling: Two of hearts.

I'm blackballed.

And if you can think of anything specific

'Cause there's not a corner in this country

Alright, Sterls, let's do it.

Charlie: Alright, so let me get this straight.

No. Where you, where you, um--

Cliff: Oh, tell Daddy how you handled it.

But Caine is our Moby Dick.

There's not much I can do to mess things up.

I'm not firing you.

-Listen, I know she's, I just need to tell her-- -She's not here.

You gonna say it?

see previous note, re: my cops.

Sterling: No, I believe,

It's Cliff. We have a code red.

-Who? -Michael Westen.

And we'll station you up in my office.

Here, use the private elevator.

Th-there's smaller bars. Little bars.

You're wearing a pound of chrome on your face?

(coins clinking)

That's as good as I can get it.

but you said that she got sick and you had the combo

Well, yeah, but...

to just put the gun

We've got to lock down all of the exits now.

We can order food if you want,

(refrigerator door opens)

Some drunk on the casino floor

I got no way to elegantly segue into this.

-Oh, bullshit. -What?

-That's-- -Bar's still open?

for some reason, and I want to know why.

It's big. It's heavy.

Even when he figured it out, he couldn't believe it.

(increases volume)

Yeah. She's staying with me tonight.

Reporter: Mr. Hill was detained by hotel security

Charlie, I'm not having a good morning.

Hi, Cliff, he's still in there with some--

Hey, babe. Missed you.