Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How do I...? She's a Fed. - This is the call, boy!
He's got scanners, detectors.
Weston walks.
Unreliable witness.
Hey, hey!
Lie to me baby Don't you lie to me
Hey, I'm all about family, man...
...as well as naming the Aryan shot-callers.
Feds found your daughter shot to death in some shit hole in Galt.
Probably on you too.
Get to Otto.
Pack.
It looks like Gemma's in the wind.
Okay. Got it.
I'm glad you're with my boy.
Eyewitness was unreliable.
War, children
Unser's cop is chaperone.
Box you put me in, you give me no choice.
I sent a message to Cameron.
Here we go.
Just showing a new friend out of town.
FBI handler.
Shit.
- All right? - Yeah.
...in case Polly shows up?
He's untouchable.
Are you okay? - He took Abel.
If I don't get some shelter
Son of a bitch.
- Sons. - Sons.
Stahl's been locked in a room with FBI two hours now.
Home?
It's just a shot away It's just a shot away
And now...
It's just a shot away It's just a shot away
Go.
- Would be a good time to take our ride. - We have to wait for Polly.