Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You want any of your shit?

How's Wednesday at 2:00?

I'm sorry, Merrimen's no dummy. It's impossible.

You kidding me? This piece of shit? Nah, this is garbage. Look at you.

Once those numbers are erased, to the Fed, to the rest of the world,

I did? That was fucking wrong.

Check your e-mail. All right.

Eyes on suspect.

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

and to back the fuck off.

Hey, Luigi. Alameda's on deck. Check them in.

I said he quit.

I'm sorry you lost one of your guys.

Ran the prints on CAL-ID.

Nick, I was gonna call you.

computers run you through every law enforcement database in the country.

You're being served.

Thank you. You're welcome.

(SIGHS) Yeah. Yeah, we come here for the ass.

MARCUS: What the fuck!

Why steal an armored truck with nothing in it?

Okay, put your bags in there. You wanna put your sister in the seat?

Do you want a Blowjob

Tranquillo. All right?

I want to come home.

Oh, shit. BOSCO: What?

and I served them a few drinks.

There's only two passports on the streets, sports and military.

Corridor's backed up.

It's the only bank that's never been robbed.

But there was nothing in the truck.

He fucking went for his gun.

(CAR HORN HONKS)

Deb, can you slow it...

Catch any tails?

Thank you very much, Officer. Take it easy.

You have a good day. All right.

Always keep your finger off the trigger until you're going to shoot somebody.

Move! Let's go! Get out!

Hello, this is the Los Angeles Police Department.

Arrested at 17 for GTA.

You're clear. Go.

I love you, too.

because Daddy's got to do a little work on the house.

Yeah, it's kind of neutral grounds, you know?

One of the vics said the messenger went for his gun. That's when it popped off.

And we have something else to do.

Bad tip, they probably botched it.

Come here for a sec, buddy.

I'm telling you,

I ain't tell them shit.

That's a lot of money right there, bro.

BORRACHO: Yeah, there's a couple that don't have blood.

Okay, watch your step. Here we go.

Luigi, you see anything, man?

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Heading southbound on Alameda.

You just killed a hostage.

Of course, I was at work.

DONNIE: Have a good night.

There he is. There he is. Red shirt. Two blocks ahead.

BOSCO: So Gardena showed up, and they secured the scene,

They're accomplishing two things here.

Same thing, only this time Merrimen gets unlucky with the tail-light.

Okay. Don't call back.

Oh, great language right in front of my daughter.

You might want to put that seat belt on.

Those are horrendous, dude.

but it's going to take a little bit of time.

You're such a big, bad lieutenant.

This is the Police Department. Please don't hang up.

Deb. Deb. Deb, will you slow it down a second?

Sheriff's Department. Lady, get in the car.

We're going to walk this way... Deb.

Who am I speaking with?

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

A round of beers for my mates.

They left him. Why?

Pacific Horizon Salvage.

DONNIE: I don't know. I just saw Bosco lit him up.

Strolling right into the Federal Reserve.