Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mayans went after me and Darby, all right?

I'm done with this shit.

Holy shit. Did you hear anything that I just-

What the hell is going on, Ope?

- Where's the Scotsman at? - Oh, he's gonna be right back.

That's a good look for you.

Can't take it if their guns are bigger than mine.

You're in good hands.

- Something came up. Clay needed me. - The mill called.

Brenan Hefner, port commissioner, he's gotta be dealt with.

- It's a gift from the Irishman. - Look. We take out the port commissioner...

Either him dead or you dead.

- Juice. - Juice pull his finger out.

Me and you, whatever the hell this is now...

The Mayans tried to hit Darby too.

That is his gray Mercedes in the garage.

It's gotta happen before Monday.

And I don't care what it costs you.

Hey, don't worry. I promise you. It'll get done. I swear.

I need real money.

We got a little history. But why don't we talk about the present?

- How's he doing? - Good. Strong-willed little guy.

Jackie boy, where have you been?

Blood was every color.

Oh. The half that's the doctor?

Get that asshole off me!