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You got to run me past my ma's to pick up Ashley.
Signed and notarized.
Wouldn't do no good.
If it wasn't for the car-ships, we would be starving.
Fuck me twice…
Frankie Sobotka is Father fucking Christmas...
or at least an older woman.
Just dropping in for one or two and then we take ourselves out of here.
Kind of smart for a fat man, isn't he?
I never lost him, my friend.
You hear me? He sees you on that thing...
The Greeks wanna talk to us.
-You seen the off-site? -Not yet.
And I would only add that Mr. Barksdale's extant conviction is his first.
As far as D.O.C. is concerned, this is a fair deal...
And from here, the view is two of my detectives fucking the dog.
Iooking for a crazy motherfucker with a shotgun?
Like what?
-Chemicals? -It's like paint thinner, shit like that.
These headphones are great. I'm gonna use them at the gym. Thanks.
can turn your ship around faster than any other port...
-Who got killed? -Those dead girls in the can.
Toll-taking days were over?
Sync'd by Mothman
If you say so.
This play on the inside, this play on the outside...
What did you want to talk to us about?
isn't messed with, you'd want to get with one of the checkers.
We're gonna have to search your vehicle. Sorry.
No! Kima, who cares?
Dark-skinned, thin guy with a scar right down his face.
My meanest man.
They marked us the moment we stepped out of the car.
-He's got Omar? -Bullshit.
Come on, let's go to work.
Lieutenant.
Fucking Atlanta shit cost more and still not as good.
You two are trading horses and you need me in the corral.
Good anchorage, good cranes...
Just once.
That's the only two things get him off the fucking boat, so help me God.
-Lester. -You want to pull all of it?
Not with kids, I wasn't.
We'd like to trim that to a year...
Made $22,500 and went home tired every night...
Dead. To me, anyway.
Every brain-dead somehow manages to land on his feet.
I figured you were gonna be bringing your ass in here...
Jackpot.
Scalise is gonna retire this summer.
-Here. -Keep it, part of my tax.
St. Volodymyr, or St. Vladimir, and a priest.
Gentlemen.