Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Take it all the way to the mayor's office, I can't blame you, but leave me out of it.
Why you run from ship?
-Who? -Name is Tilghman.
one for every member of the dear family you gave to Cole.
Brianna...
The money we sent for the last go-round came back. All of it.
eleven White, two Asian-looking.
-There ain't no union without it, brother. -Your sweetheart's out there.
Who told you to decorate, nigger?
-I don't know what's what anymore. -Now, what's up with Donette?
Man, watch your back, be good, baby.
Last call before lock-down.
They chalked it up as an accidental and dumped the paperwork on us.
Our squad has a negative clearance rate for the year. A negative rate.
Where was this one?
to get my clearance rate up above 50%...
All right, ship's in, gentlemen.
Who the fuck gets drunk at 8:00 in the morning?
They were clawing at the wall for air.
-Amir, why don't we sail? -They're holding the ship.
-Nicky, come on, man. -Can I ride with you?
Beatrice Russell. She pretty at least?
You been around as long as me, you make a few enemies.
-Give me an hour, yeah? -Yeah.
Shsh
Yeah, y'all need a lift?
You think we wanted this?
after everyone of them sailor boys damn near raped it.
That'll bring the First District in line.
or Anne Arundel on the other side of the bridge...
Cole's gonna take the double.
I gotta get him back to maximum security by 6:00, all right?
0900 hours, by the Fort Armistead dock.
-39.4%. -Bill, like I told you--
Most def, man.
What do you need?
I think because people can't get in on visas anymore...
They're throwing around a lot of cash.
Show up at my door at 2:00 a.m. again without invitation...
You dump 13 bodies on them, you're dumping them on us.
You gotta understand, my crew, they pulling on their pootsos for weeks.
-You said you were with the Marine Unit? -Yeah.
So far, we don't have a passport or visa in the bunch.