Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was over before it even began.

Nobody said nothing.

- [inhales sharply] - I see.

He doesn't have to.

He was the hardware connect for Cottonmouth that you were looking for.

And what does that tell you? He wants distance. Deniability.

Several people are injured,

Let's go, guys. Get him up. Get him up.

Clean enough for a tourniquet.

- [indistinct radio chatter] - [sirens wailing]

I always liked her.

[both chuckling]

You're good at your job, I'm good at mine.

Yeah, I hear you. Who is the one person you don't see here?

Don't you have enough to worry about?

[officer 1] All right. Still waiting on word.

Turn around. Face the wall.

[Damon] All you're doing is scaring them.

That is not Cage's MO.

Less than an hour after an anti-Luke Cage rally began,

[Stryker] Shades, show Councilman Boone to the door.

- Oh, shit. - Hold this.

With them dead, we control the story.

[Damon shuddering]

[smacks lips] Ah.

This is Damon Boone.

Okay? I'm not going anywhere. Not yet.

Y'all sound married.

[both breathing heavily]

[Candace whimpering]

Mariah supplied the force with some Judas 2.0s,

I hope they know what they're authorizing.

He used to work here.

- Mmm. - He's also my half-brother. [sighs]

Um... [sighs] I was...

[officer 2] You heard him. Don't move.

is for me to get those hostages and my detective out alive,

Please. That nigga's on that bulletproof Houdini shit for real.

I can help you negotiate even more.

Come on. Come on, now.

mostly from the stampede to escape the club,