Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

3170. We're being held up.
Better wear your vest.
Fuck.
(CHUCKLES) For real.
You look familiar.
Call me.
you will not be hurt. We are here for money, not for you.
a fucking polygraph, whatever y'all got.
You're going to answer, but don't use any names.
Right. Take it to SID. Tent that fucker. Swab it. Detail it.
Friday. Make sure he knows it's on.
Thanks.
Smells good.
Well, they just blew the vault.
You were running surveillance, and you let this shit go down?
or your mama will weep as she has
All right, thank you. Open the gate. Have a good one.
Where is he? Where the fuck is he, asshole?
We know exactly who you are.
Here. Do those.
There you go.
Stay away from us! Nice. Nice.
Now he came to me. He know you.
Listen. Listen.
Makes things a lot easier.
How are you?
Ziggy's going to kill me. Shit, not going to finish.
Come on, man, I signed my name with a dude from the last shift, man.
GUS: Donnie was a Marine for a year and a half, then discharge.
NICK: What the fuck are you guys doing, huh?
Yup.
What the fuck are you doing? What's going on?
Have a good night.
MERRIMEN: Thirty out. Hustle!
Request a Code 5. We do not wanna spook the suspects.
MAN: Nicholas O'Brien?
MURPH: Fuck! GUS: Is he serious?
What the hell is going on here today?
We just shoot you. It's less paperwork.
Y'all have a good day. I'm gonna stay out of it.
BORRACHO: That's nice.
DONNIE: Real smart dude.
Let me talk to you, bruh.
Get out!
Did you see that new chick? Little fat-ass?
Yeah, Sheriff's. They must be. Look at this clown right here.
Crushed you guys when I was there. Crushed you guys when you were there.
I'm just saying.
You watching?
Uh, his crimey...
Hurry UP!
(SIGHS)
He's done.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
Everybody take two steps forward.
I don't know what crew you're speaking about, man.
Is that a work text?
Fucking Lobbin' Bob is angry!
some nice women around him,
Just a little bit. DONNIE: Yeah, yeah.
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
Go on. Get out of here. Thank you.
Get on with LAPD Central.
Just trust me when I say it's solid.
I want everybody lined up on the counter. Let's go!
It's the bank for banks.
All right, when did you meet him?
All he's trying to say is, it's wonderful to meet you,
Hmm.
Coming up on suspect, 6 o'clock.
Sign that for me, please.
All right, let's check him out.
Where's the wire? Come on, man.
Yeah, great. Great.
No. They're casing the joint from the inside.
Yeah, fuck you!
Soon, sweetheart. I'm gonna see you soon.
Chance, give him a nice beer, okay.
Got to shut down. Pull them out of the count rooms.
Fuck!
I'll take the salvage yards. NICK: All of them.
(LAUGHS)
TONY Z'. What'?
Okay.
Like 10,000 of them?
DEBBIE: We're going to go to Auntie's house
(CHUCKLING)
All right! Cell phones right in here.
Is that clear? You got it all?
It's bullshit. I can hear them already.
All right. All right, man. No need to get all agro.
NICK: Relax.
You're protecting me on this.
(SEAT BELT CLICKS)
Pico Rivera.
You must've heard some stories in this place.
Stay down. Stay down.
Yeah. Yeah.
How you doing, Nick?
Go ahead and pick up the phone.
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
he was stationed at Twenty nine Palms the same time Merrimen was there.
Was I being rude? Was I being rude?
Tony Z, you ready?
God Dammit
(GRUNTING)
Kampai.
they're going to know about it before you get through the first level of security.
(SCOFFS)