Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You trying us in the court of public opinion, counselor?
One deep. Brown. Idling. Just sitting there, staring at us.
Already got three dudes MIA.
That was an old blue '84, '85 LeSabre. There's not a lot of those cars around, man.
What are you gonna do?
This puts the port under the jurisdiction of the Sheriff's Department.
It's always easy to move.
I'm gonna put a hole through you.
I don't give a shit.
Jesus.
I'm willing to trade your murder for five others.
They fit a familiar profile.
I'm lost here, Tara.
Lucky you're pregnant.
We just found out the cops know about the hit-and-run.
Did you know about any of this? No.
You guys gave that freak the gun!
I just know she's just doing what you would do.
...never looks the same.
Just stay for a minute, all right?
Can you give me a minute?
Promise me? I promise.
I can't.
Come on.
They found trace DNA from blood on the linoleum.
Solid as the earth And cool like the night
We just let him go?
Wear my heart on my sleeve And be tough when I have to
Prove to me that you can be trusted...
I had a feeling. Huh.
...is how you defend me best.
What are you doing here? I know.
Check out back.
This shit's on her, man...
Why would framing you be worth causing her own miscarriage?
Back to your legit business and, more importantly, your son.
Come on, man. We gotta get-- Find something to wrap the body.
I need more information before I process you.
What I do is none of your business. They're my grandkids.
And don't come to this house again.
For your son to grow up without hate in his heart.
They'll throw out the confession.
How's Tara doing?
What would you have done?
Restraining order keeps her away from you and the boys.
That's my job.