Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's just not for everyone

Really? Than some mobbed-up drunk who's wanting to have a seat at our table?

It was just me and one other human at a desk. How can I trust that?

We'd be too big to fail.

Darlene, the woman saw you with her own eyes.

Except for the seed money from the drug lord,

I understand you're upset.

Well, I admire people who take a principled stand,

I-- I can pay you back.

I'm sorry, there's no swearing and addressing others at the table.

You blew through that stop sign six months ago.

-Get up and get out! -Come on!

-Hey. Frank. How you doing, sweetheart? -Hi.

I made five pickups already.

Agent Petty’s DNA was all over Cade Langmore’s truck.

I'm sorry for your loss.

and I'll find that pattern.

[stammers] I know, you're expecting the worst, but let's...

-[Marty] We've been over all this. -Yes, we have.

Come on. You really trying to sweat me like that?

[sputtering, gagging]

-I gotta go. -[clicks]

I'm sorry I didn't tell you this morning, but I know how stressful your day is.

No, getting the game on means we get more people in this casino.

[Helen] Yes, you don't know who might've infiltrated,

It's just not for everyone

I've read the studies. Those babies don't thrive.

You're supposed to be the best. That's why you were hired.

♪ Where's the truth? ♪

Or if you're not afraid of a little hard work, I run a farm.

I can't believe someone's actually fucking dating you.

I've made $6,000 so far this month.

Got your 19,000 right up your ass here, pal.

You sure you want to do this...

I think your mom's right.

Yeah. You have to leave the gold mine every once in a while.

If you can wait a bit, I'll take you on back to jail.

It's getting killed by a casino across the river.

uh, even make a friend, you know?

-A hundred ways to win? Easy. -[shouts]

[men and women chattering in Spanish]

We need to alter every delivery in case if we're being surveilled.

All right? I want you to concentrate on bringing in the high rollers.

I told you, he doesn't know anything.

Because you might very well be dead in six months.

How is the casino business, anyway?

Yeah, well, Mom kicked me out.

Yeah! Sweet, Mom!

Next time, go a little bit tougher on me.