Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I get it.
We only take yeggs what's been to college. Ain't that right, Dane?
Money, okay, everybody likes money, but,
- You get a kick out of that? - It's Mink, isn't it?
Lazarre said he's sorry about this. It's just getting out of hand.
You've outgrown that. Must be all the thinking you've been doing.
Big payday Saturday. You could be in on it.
Thanks.
The kid and Leo are gonna go bust-o. Matter of time.
- I'm the only one who can get you out. - Wait, Tom...
What does that mean?
Like I say, you can't have too many.
Think about this,
And all the roses falling
- What's wrong with that? - Nothing. I don't blame her.
before I know it, the odds even up.
- Have a chat. - I'll take care of it.
- I don't know what you mean. - He's fighting for Bernie.
It wasn't my idea. You know she'll sleep with anyone.
I'll try again.
Look in your heart. I'm praying to you.
Drink, O'Doole?
- You might be able to patch things up. - Me and Leo are finished.
You're one to talk. You're a son of a bitch.
- The Dane know about it? - Yeah.
- Did you see Rug Daniels last night? - No.
- What's he seeing her for? - Beats...
- All right! Frankie, get me out of here!
Then he's dead, then we go home.
- We've busted him. - Where does he flop?
Good thing the game broke up before you bet your trousers.
Your eyes are shut. - Who you gonna believe?
Needless to say, this office will do anything
You would have it.
What's the matter, doesn't anything ever suit you?
You're a fickle boy, Mink.
- Who's winning? - We are, for the nonce.
Are you crazy? We're square.
She sees the angle, you, she plays it. She's a grifter, just like her brother.
So part of the payoff that should ride on my hip rides on someone else's.
- I'll pay in me own way. - I admire a man of principle.
Son of a bitch. No chief. Who's manning the goddamned store?
- You're swimming in it. - I'll take care of it!
Maybe it was Injuns.
Just me, Mink and my friend, Roscoe. You understand what I'm saying?
I understand. I'm dead. God bless you.
Tad? It's Tom.
- Just a hot dog? - A hot dog and mustard.
- I guess I'm not supposed to say that. - It doesn't matter. Congratulations.
Me.
"Papa! Papa! I Got A Prize From The Sisters!"
- You're a rumhead. - And I love you, angel.
He's afraid of crossing the Dane. He told me about the fix.
- Why do you hate him? - I don't hate anyone.
Cross Leo and next time I'll say plenty.
You pay off for protection, like everyone else.
Stay there until the officers arrive.
Because the Dane's already dead, halfway across town.
It makes people choose sides when you look shaky.
Because if I killed you and you were lying,
Yeah. Let's do plenty.
If you appreciated me more, you wouldn't make waves with Leo.
Look in your heart, look in your heart.
But when I bet with this son of a bitch Bernie Bernbaum
You can't just shoot me like that.
Always the yapper, huh? Well, you're welcome.
Bernie,
Well, find him, goddamn it!
I can't die! I can't die
Yeah, yeah.
Look in your heart, look in your heart
And that ain't the record either.
- Rug Daniels is dead. - Gee, that's tough.
Is that all you came for?
Shut up! You take a page out of this guy's book!
That's what you'll do for your friend Bernie.
I can't do it! I'll look ridiculous! It isn't done! Assistants, maybe.
- What makes you think that? - That's no answer.
Leo just reminded us that Mr. Caspar operates several clubs in our city,
That doesn't figure.
I never say I told you so And I don’t like people who do
Last night made you look vulnerable.
I've had enough excitement without a dame going weepy on me.
Okay.
- It's always yours to take or leave. - Come on, it's not like that.
This is too important.
They Took His Hair, Tom
- It's pretty obvious, ain't it? - Yeah? So, what's the plan?
They probably had grifter parents and grifter grandparents and someday they'll each spawn little grifter kids.
I'll square myself with Lazarre. That's why God invented cards.
- Leo's a big boy. - He used to be.
We got nothing on each other.
Things.
- How'd you know it was me? - Only you would knock, then break in.