Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Excellent, Hector!
Coming right up.
And that shit doesn't go away.
He's trying to soften you up for an easy deal.
I trust the work is to your specifications.
You've done magnificent work.
You wanna know where I got it?
I know, but listen...
Precisely. This is what they need.
Aspen is like Telluride on steroids.
Lots of natural light.
It is time to delegate Mr. Salamanca's care.
...and they can see we aren't even halfway done.
Yo, Saul. Three.
You've been selling drop phones?
-You're goddamn right. -You're goddamn right.
-Get some new customers. -I don't feel the need to.
That's right, Officer.
...I don't know, maybe there is something I could do.
Stick Sound of Music in the TV...
And his German...
I will look into it.
I disagree.
And....
I know it may seem like a small thing, that same exchange...
Five months. Suspended.
So you're gonna tell him to stay put?
...and I'm collecting sales tax and this is a legitimate business.
And realistically, we should be talking misdemeanor.
-Really? -Yeah. Pickpocketing.
They didn't get D.B. Cooper.
Not never? Because that's what it's gonna take.
-That's 18 months plus a year-- -A bitch time.
I'm sorry. I don't buy it.
You certainly don't think small.
Not once were the defendants given anything close to this kind of jail time.
I mean, how can you be sure it's the same guy?