Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You mean the guy with the black body armor,

You look great, baby.

Get in the fucking car! Come on. Get in.

Oh, yeah, you got me last...

Come on, Nick, let's go.

What the fuck are you doing, Merrimen?

Come on. Give me a hug.

Come on, man. This is some weird shit. Just...

You've just always got to make a spectacle out of everything.

No. Not at all.

Pacific Horizon Salvage. South Gate, Alameda Corridor.

Anybody need to use the bathroom?

Every time the Fed receives a deposit from a bank,

knew the restricted air space meant no ghetto bird air support.

Try and work smart, not hard.

they're going to know exactly which one it is.

GUS: Brick wall! Brick wall!

They're going to flag it. If that bill comes up again,

This is where the armored cars come in, drop off the money tubs.

But anything that is peripheral, like cameras in the hallway,

I pay every fucking time. MURPH: What?

He's fine. (CHUCKLES) Thank you.

Black, four-door Suburban!

(HORNS HONKING)

Don't tell me it's from the fucking gym.

In '06, you have Laguna Niguel.

You guys go ahead and get comfortable.

Are we doing this?

Repeat that. I can't hear you.

There you go' huh, 'moss'?

Fastest speeding ticket in California history.

Should take out the cameras and motion for about 30 feet.

but I'm gonna come a little later, okay?

(DONNIE SCOFFS)

Well, we knew the risks.

Magazine, Borracho? Yeah.

South on Grand, just past Vernon.

We nail these guys, we solve all these cases.

Well, I thought that was relatively convincing, hmm?

MACK". (OVER PHONE) Horsepower's burned.

MAN 1: Have wine. MAN 2: What the fuck?

(REGGAE MUSIC PLAYING)

We are under heavy fire!

Yeah, I'm okay.

Who am I talking with now?

BOB: O'Brien, hey!

Just go for it. I'm here. Do whatever you want.

So you want to simulate it? MERRIMEN: Can we?

Walking eastbound on 9th, approaching Hill, south side of street.

We need this clean.

Give me a pen, stud.

and according to this map right here, it's all cemented up.

You're clear. Go.

Some of them niggas got gas pumps. (SNICKERS)

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

ALEXI: Job for Superman.

You're not looking so hot there, bubba.

We've got a chopper that's gonna come down.

DONNIE: I'm in complete control of my environment.

NICK: This is good. Give me the book on Merrimen.

What, just sign anywhere, yeah?

(SIRENS WAILING)

to disguise the fact that they were really there for something else?

We're going in that way.

I know you already triggered the silent alarms.

Okay, really? Zoo animals.

Luigi, come on.

I go boom-boom. You know what I'm saying?

This dude just comes to my bar where I work...

Aside from the fact that you're a vegetarian.

Give me the burner phone. Where the fuck is he?

It's too early in the morning for your fucking circus.

I'm getting my money back. Okay.

(EXCLAIMS) What's up with that?

Fucking do it! Now!

They were en route to a bank pickup for a Fed drop.

This won't go to Harbor.

They will not speak to you again.

Moving. Moving.

All the surrounding streets are wired for sound and image.

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

MERRIMEN: Central Security, it's the nerve center for the Fed.

and make sure we're good, all right? Copy that.

Let's go. Come.

at 2891 Wilcox and Atlantic.

So how much do they know?

Nice. Nice. Dropping F-bombs in front of my daughters.