Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Maybe we should wait for Galt P.D.
He said, "Give it up, boy Give it up or you're gonna die
Get out!
Edmond just confirmed.
I know.
The Mexicans.
- Really? - Sure.
Who is this?
I'm finished.
Shit.
Hey.
Plates match. It's O 'Phelan's SUV.
Running dope with wetbacks.
A son was born to me
Seems your "Great White Hope" only gives a shit about one color:
ATF tried to use those to piss us off, hoping we'd turn on you.
The past few months have been brutal for all of us.
In the back of the neck Right between the eyes"
Service.
Niners, Asians, losing more than half your H territory to brown.
gefsefsef
Hey, Stumpy. Come with us.
- And collect a very big check. Yes, sir.
Kick him!
Riding through this world All alone
We didn't.
Son of a bitch.
Go home, deputy. - There's no crime here.
If I do...
You are finished. I'm calling security.
...if this thing goes bad.
I'm finished.
In the back of the neck Right between the eyes"
Oh, what is this? No. No.
Not that God.
Wipe them out, split it up.
No. You wanna kill me, do it here on Main Street.
- What the hell have you done? - Me? You lied!
That's right.
The Irishman.
- Hopefully irrational ones. - We may need help inciting him.
Grab Clemens and take an unmarked sedan...
Yeah, I guess it is.
The Feds may be closing in on Jimmy. There's a chance it could blow back.
All right.
Shit, I missed you.
Let them up.
...you have to come with me.
Yeah.
I get it now.
You want a kiss?
- I know. Okay, I appreciate it, boys. It's all just a precaution, bro.
Appreciate you reaching out to Fiona.
- No... - Oh!
Oh, shite.
Hey.
Good.
You're not really in any position to tell me...
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Collect everyone. Get out of here.
No, no, someday never comes
Holy shit.
Hm.
You walk around here with your little administrative degree...
You coming with a solution?
Just because they bury the bodies someplace else...
I was just trying to accommodate our friend with the badge.
Yeah.
- Someday never comes - Never comes
...by making the healers jump through hoops.
Access road, L-4, off the main lumber drive.
Big shot screaming "Put your hands in the sky"
- What the hell have you done? - Me? You lied!
They'll be placed in our group facility until then.
You're a healer.
All right.
But time and tears went by
Get that Irish prick in here.
Hey.
- What does this mean? - Call Deputy Chief Hale...
Talk, outside Charming.