Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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