Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Was that who I think it was?

Dude, it's not me.

They tunneled through the sewer system.

Number 55, right? That's howl remember you.

So what? They were going to make fucking snow globes?

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Down on the ground! Get down on the fucking ground!

But there's a hitch.

BORRACHO: What's going on?

Fucking genius, man. How fast were you going?

Donnie, beer? Yeah, yeah.

Now, personally, that shit don't sound like a lot of fun to me.

Money tubs are handed off to the Fed employees.

You know, give them a couple of drinks, steak on his plate,

(GASPS) My gosh.

We're going to be here for a while.

Of course, man, I got you. Thank you.

Got a hit on our dead guy from Angel City.

No, I didn't think so. Nick...

So why you come to me?

Two, they're separating newer, fit currency from old unfit bills.

Big Nick, original gangsta cop in the flesh.

Yes, security in the lobby, please.

AP rounds blasted through the windshield took him out.

Yeah, this their spot. You know, cheap liquor.

They're getting out of the car.

Red shirt, light skin. About 6 foot.

Am I tripping or was this full before?

No, we're not mistaking you for anybody. Don't be a fucking smartass.

BOSCO: (SHOUTING) Get out here, now!

I didn't do anything. Please. (SOBBING) What are you doing?

(RAPID GUNSHOTS)

(MERRIMEN SIGHS)

Seriously, what are you doing?

Your bins, they were half-full.

We've got four dead, six on the way to the hospital.

No, I'm not from around here.

You play football at Long Beach Poly?

Tell him to get the fuck back here!

DISPATCHER: Any available units, we have a bank 211 in progress...

Yeah, go! Go! You okay?

Take the place down, score, like, what, two grand in ones and fives?

If the bank is off at all,

Tell them we plan on killing one hostage every hour until our demands are met.

You erasing your recent calls?

The Fed is the Olympics, and Merrimen is Carl fucking Lewis.

I repeat, have all units stand down.

(IN FUN VOICE) What about the honey-bear? Honey-bear good?

Honey, don't worry about it. Okay? They're just gonna talk.

Out with the old, in with the new.

There's no need to put that in the contract, is there?

MAN: They got you on a new route?

He spilled his fucking coffee.

Put it on my tab, all right?

Hey, man, got to check this 100 count. Motion went off.

Silver dollar pancakes.

You got $30 million nobody is looking for.

So, the way I see it,

Well, you know, I was on my way to work

Call the fucking cops. I'm sorry, but it's time for you to go.

What? Let's go order, bro.

Get SWAT rolling right now! You fucking pussy.

MAN 2: (ON RADIO) Force leaving loading dock B.

(WHISPERS) Silverback, this is Horsepower. I'm in.

Look at you, man.

I don't know what to tell you.

What's up, fellows?

They don't give me no gun. I don't do no gangster shit.

We got some traffic up ahead. What's going on?

Here we go. Okay, baby, ready?

She ain't getting none.

Vegan! I'm a vegan.

Hey. Deb? Deb? Will you put this on?

(HAWKS AND SPEAKS POLYNESIAN)

reach inside your pockets, remove your cell phones,

(ENGINE STARTS AND REVS)

What the fuck is going on? That's not their MO.

TONY Z". Copy that, boss. See you at 0800.

It's one of the old models, man. We good.

Damn, girl looking fine.

Get down behind the wheel.

BOSCO: Let's go. Put them in the box.

I think he got the picture, bro.

I thought he'd leave us alone.

Behind the brick building!

We've got to get this patched up.

Shit popped off. We handled it. That's it.

They run on their own power supply,

Now, go handle your business, big man.

ROLANDO: Looking good. MALOA: Thank you.

But most importantly, they're erasing the serial numbers