Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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