Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

my crew's gonna want your head on a stick.
And my fear is, knowing the amount of pride stuffed into that cut...
Mmm. You think?
And that's where we take him out.
Well, it wouldn't be my first bad idea. Seems to follow me wherever I go.
Bullet wounds.
Let my emotions get the better of me.
# The crow flies straight #
Trying to find the damn slug.
We done tittin' and tattin'?
You're not there, you're out of work.
My office still got the stink of A.T.F.
- I sat down with Alvarez. - What?
I hate that white boy.
Operating on kids during the day...
Why? What happened?
No, you're not.
I never made a conscious decision to have the club...
Gave him all the info on your gun business.
Cameras cover the garage. Should do this on the upper level.
Oh! Oh, Scotsman.
# Until you die #
Clay wants to bounce out this Mayan problem with them before we decide on any retaliation.
'Cause you need it too much.
Oh, hey.
Guns, protection runs, all of it.
Donna took the kids to her mom's. I can never sleep when the house is empty.
And I can't get ahead without the club.
- Where the hell's your hand? - It's, uh-
It's the cost of raw materials. Free guns and cash?
I want to make sure he's really back.
Listen to me. Bring in Alvarez, I talk to him. I talk to Darby.
I'll talk to Clay when I see him.
What did we do?