Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I don't get it. - What's to get?
I'm not some guinea fresh off the boat you can kick.
That's the deal, isn't it? You protect Bernie till Caspar cools down?
- I guess we're walking. - I guess we are.
I'll find the Dane, talk to him, straighten it out.
- You're Dane's sycophant. - I can have more than one friend.
- What's the disposition? -4-to-1. Dana burned in the house.
- What you eat for lunch? - A hot dog.
But come ye back
- Tommy... - Trust me on this or to hell with you.
Third race tonight.
And tell me that you love me
- I could put it right for you. - I don't need it.
Always put one in the brain!
Who gave him that idea? - I did.
Maybes don't make it so.
I'm a small timer getting by, like everyone else.
- I guess... - She's taking the car.
You sure? You don't look so hot.
- Get me out of here! Get him out of here! Come on!
He wants you to ask Leo to watch him. Leo listens to you.
What did you tell Leo?
- I told you so. - What?
It's a bad time to do that. We're both in a jam.
Congratulations.
Far as I know, the cops haven't closed your dives,
I need a drink.
I need help from friends. Like Leo and you.
Or when the valley's hushed
Drink? I wouldn't mind.
- What was that party about? - We do it every week.
I'm just the chief around here,
Don't worry about Leo, we got plans for him.
I guess you ain't been listening. Sure, other people know.
Even Uncle Eddie thinks that's funny.
- Get out of here! - Okay, see you later.
He likes you, Tom. He said we didn't have to break anything.
I'll drive him home.
The boss didn't say...
It's confusing. You know a yegg named Drop Johnson?
That's sort of why I'm...
Leo.
It's a grift. If she didn't need you to protect her brother from Caspar,
Twist a pig's ear, watch him squeal
You shouldn't be confronting Caspar. You can't trade body blows with him.
I know. The Dane was disappointed the bulls showed up
- You thought about cutting Bernie loose? - Can't do it, Tommy.
You got me to tell you where he was, and you killed him.
They probably had grifter parents and grifter grandparents and someday they'll each spawn little grifter kids.
It's getting so a businessman can't expect no return from a fixed fight.
I'm impressed.
Eyties, more like it.
Nothing. We're friends. You know, amigos.
What the hell does that mean?
...ain't it the life though?
3- to-1, more than likely.
Ethics
Well, like you say, a guy will say anything.
On Sailor Reese, an undercard bum.
So you've lost your lady friend and her tail?
I know
Now if you can't trust a fix, what can you trust?
No.
I open my mouth the whole world turns smart
Sorry, Caspar. Bernie pays for protection.
I'll tell you. But first, you gotta promise not to say, I told you so.
- But there are two of them! - I can count! Co-heads.
Stirring this up won't be good for anyone. It'll mean killing.
- Leo's holed up at Whiskey Nick's. - What? How do you know?
I guess I made kind of a fool of myself out there.
Tell him that, and I'll make Caspar go easy on you.
- He's with Mr. Caspar. - That's who I'm looking for.
- A straight shooter, huh? A square gee? - Sneer at him like everyone else.
If I never see him again, it'll be soon enough.
When?
That's brave, little Miss Punching Bag.
He'll sing for a couple grand, but you better take care of the Dane tonight.
Or in shadow