Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I don't trust Mariah Dillard. - Yeah, I don't either.

Well, they had a lot of laughter in that back office.

they're gonna shoot first and ask questions later.

- [Claire sighs] - That's good.

[Misty screams]

[Sugar] Nobody move.

By the time anyone figures out the truth, Harlem's Menace will be dead

Lopes, Sugar, you're babysitting.

The longer we sit, the more entrenched this lunatic gets.

- [Claire] Let me help you. - [handcuffs clicking]

- Just down here. [grunts] - Just hurry up.

- and attacking those cops. - You are not listening to me.

Listen, his name is Diamondback.

At this time, we still have no clear idea what Luke Cage wants.

- [Claire] She's diabetic. - Where's her shit?

to allegedly confront Luke Cage.

You're not worried about what they're gonna say?

But he was married.

[sighs] She hurt her leg. It could be broken.

What's hurting?

Inspector Ridley? Blake Tower, DA's Office.

- [officer 1] Go, go! - [officer 2] Get in there!

When have I ever done as I was told?

I should have trusted you.

Well, then we have a problem.

As a sign of goodwill, Mr. Cage is willing

so they won't bounce off of you.

One of the hostages passed out,

[Zip] Here's the key you asked for, boss man.

They're scared of Cage now. They're afraid people will die.

Those people, they need you.

[siren wailing]

- [officer 1] Move in! - [officer 2] We have visual.

Confusion is our friend.

[sighs] Were you protesting?

I'm gonna stand over him and say, "Yes, I am."

Inspector? A word?

- Well, he's using one now, isn't he? - Well, I saw that dashcam video.

[officer] I said in the air, now!

to let half the hostages go at the end of this call.

Gift from my father to my mother.

She probably came in with Cage.

[Claire grunts]

- Mr. Tower. What's going on? - You tell me.

The great Reverend Lucas

[Luke] Misty! Misty!

in a shelter...

- I think you nicked an artery. - What?