Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get the fuck off me.
What about the alarm system?
Eastbound on Preston. Stinkum and a young boy riding shotgun.
-What the fuck did you do to him? -Here's yours, Mike.
Take it back, you old whore.
Very much.
I got a detective out there, unsupervised, running his own special ops unit...
All right?
'Cause, you know, fuck that, right?
Prep school boys used to pee themselves when they see old Bunk coming at them.
-How far back do you want me to go? -As far as you need.
with the Lexus and the pit bulls...
-I know, but I don't-- -All these months, I'm carrying you.
-1 2 for the time. -"S" for Stinkum.
Didn't have no meat on him.
a Fashion Lady or some shit.
How's that work?
possession, to wit, cocaine.
And the fact is that I want to be clean today more than I want to be high.
I'll sign an order for 30 more days on all taps and clones.
Clay, nice to see you again.
That gun is downstairs now, in the ballistics lab.
Come on, let's roll.
Motherfucker thinking he can pimp me over a candy bar.
than the ones who don't.
-The ones who jumped Bodie? -Batman and Robin.
It was a plan.
It was, man.
"LO" for low-rises.
Hello?
"Never get high on your own supply."
Scars on my hands, on my feet...
suspect wearing gray sweats, running into the court.
Who the fuck is Denise Redding?
Give me the card.
-She can't make a positive ID. -My man Omar can.
-What're you doing down in the projects? -I got something, man.
Might be tomorrow, might not be for a while.
The white boy with the ball cap.
They're gonna do me.
He's going after my badge.
Marla's with me on the GBC's downtown redevelopment committee.
Sweet as can be.
Yeah? Look, there is more than enough indication of progress...
-So you're ready to charge this one? -If we luck into the gun, yeah.
Turn it upside down.
It's always a pleasure, Ms. Pearlman.
Asshole.
-Take your fucking money back. -No, this is mine.