Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

First, I go in, play nice.
One time, she threatened to write a letter on him.
Maybe they only come out at night.
the thing is, you only got to fuck up once.
Hello?
That's nice.
Afternoon, gentlemen.
What you blowing out your mouth for, man?
Who?
-Let me see. -You want to see my pager?
That's what I'm saying.
Shit, I'm as surprised as you.
We should've had a tap on the project pay phones by now.
If I had more time, I'd run you.
Can't hurt to try.
What's up, what do you need?
You got money, you get to be whatever you say you are.
Come on, now, why you gonna do me like this?
this sub beats chink-ass Bob's by a mile.
Yeah, right.
Damn, boy.
Zero switches with the five.
Early bird catch the worm
No.
What's up, baby?
-Yes, you fuckin' did. -No, I did not.
-A winner. -A match? Which case?
You can't plan for no shit like this, man.
Go and wait for me downstairs. I'll be down in a minute, man.
-Did you take his money? -No, I didn't take his money.
May I ask you a question that is essential to your career?
These ain't Baltimore exchanges, that's for sure.
Let's just leave this, okay? I got some stuff to do.
Is he good?
Like we buggin' out or something. You know, like we paranoid and shit.
Think they know?
What day is it today, Friday?
-I fucked up, man. -Yeah, I saw.
crying the next minute, threatening to do all kinds of things.
So, what you say to make Dee pay out?
Follow me, please.
Let's see how it plays out.
You rackin' up all kinds of points, ain't you?
What, you think a nigger's gonna get a job?
I like word-search puzzles.
-A letter. -A letter to the state's attorney.
Edmondson gully is wide open.
and I know how slippery it gets the higher you go...
$530, the count is right, man.
Shit, let me handle this, man.
FLAG HOUSE?
You know something?
-I do. -I do.