Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't give a shit. You friends with Shardene, all that matters.

-He says, "No, you pay just the $2,700." -Yeah, I saw how you talked.

to let your cuz exemplify shit, you feel?

Talk when I say, not before.

I can't come home at all. Lester, too.

So what's the plan?

then it's gone.

So from ship to stack took six minutes.

shoot a man down on a housing project parking lot...

It's time, Jimmy. You did what you could, right?

I have a friend who works there.

-Bird covet them shiny little pistols. -Objection, Your Honor.

-You've seen it before? -Bird always flashing that thing.

"Boy, I might have brung you into this world...

-What the hell is your problem? -Nothing.

Call it Drama City nowadays.

-But any port connections feel random. -The money comes from somewhere.

See you at sentencing.

-This is mine, right here, right now. -Boy, you ain't listening to me.

No, we pieced that together from the campaign finance reports.

even though I'm not doing much of that anymore either.

-You sure of your people? -My cousin up in there...

Are they club dancing, whoring? We need to plug into that circuit.

they should have some amount of couth to change the color.

and now he's jacking us around on the money.

Yeah, sure. But not with women.

Okay, I deserve that one, too...

this particular weapon?

-And that one as well, huh? -Makes 22.

Yeah, you look like you about to be sick or something.

who could turn it around faster, who's lazy.

I can't go through my people.

Some of youse got ships to work in the morning.

how Jackie Taylor got run over by a police car...

So it's like, one day all Baltimore girls are at the bar...

in a bar full of working stiffs?

You went at him already, right?

So tell me, Mr. "Back ln The Day"...