Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-What? -I hit her.
no, just play dumb
[officers speaking indistinctly]
Read it.
-[monitor beeping rapidly] -[John B] Doc?
["King of a One Horse Town" by Dan Auerbach playing]
Three-seventy? Are you serious?
[both grunting]
-You're just going to the wharf, right? -Yeah. Berth 39, right?
-[tires squealing] -Stop! Stop the car!
That's why I love ya, Pope. [clears throat]
Doc? Doc.
-T? Thank you. -[Terrance] We good, baby.
[monitor beeping faintly]
[sirens wailing]
What if I'm not okay?
That's a sternum. Push on it till I tell you to stop.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
-Well, what about Terrance and Stubbs? -[Cleo] I heard gunshots.
I can't feel anything.
-Can you feel it? -I feel it here but not on her wrist.
Lying to your old man, stealing his truck.
-[Sarah] John B, car! -Shit!
What happened back there? We went to the Playboy,
-You're not liable, all right? -Yeah. There's one more thing.
I don't know. The speedometer doesn't work.
Good Pope.
Listen to me.
♪ And there ain't no way to sweep up ♪
We're gonna meet at the wharf in eight hours.
I have a free period.
-Thank you. -Okay.
of the Bahamian Police Department. [chuckling]