Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You get anything out of that guy?
Look, I know it had to look bad.
...Jack.
You're a glory hound and a hot dog.
Subtle! Real subtle!
I figured it out. You and Ray have been getting a lot of press lately.
Yes, mommy
...is a pussy.
I see him, but I can handle this myself.
...not that you won or lost...
...are very happy together...
This is the biggest pile of shit!
Oh, shit!
- You know, I like dealing with cops. - Why's that?
Hold on. Catherine.
Yes, quick and easy is how you make a cake.
You almost got yourself killed, pal.
Ray Tango said you could help me find him.
Ow.
Now, Mr. Quan.
That's enough! I mean it!
Hey, Gabe, do you need a special weapon?
You don't have to. I hope you make it on the outside, Cash.
You I'm not so sure about.
Don't panic!
...and so much damage.
Within that time...
Run this guy Perret through your computer.
So do I.
...use extreme caution.
Hiroshima. Ring a bell?
Drop your weapons!
Dishonored, imprisoned.
Detective Cash assaulted me.
- Who? - He didn't tell me his name.
You're dead meat, Tango!
Congratulations.
- Ray. - Hey, captain.
Soap.
- Now what? - Okay, no problem.
We're almost out of gas.
Ain't you, Sonny?
Tango, we only got 11 minutes.
- Catherine working tonight? - Who?
You're unbelievable.
All right, this is lesson number one.
When the Great Scorer comes to write against your name, he'll mark...
I spend so much time with my career, I hardly get a chance to see you.
The bloke with me in prison.
Who do you think it is, Quan?
Do you have anything to add, Mr. Cash?
Grime, crime and slime.
Real great police work! Way to go, Cash! Way to stay on top of it!
You get the feeling things are about to get bloody?
Sure, sure.
Jump to those wires, slide down, and we're home free.
More?
- We're gonna get FUBAR now. - What's FUBAR?
Come on, Tango.
It's evidence.
I have a slight aversion to getting FUBAR.
Owen's not family, is he?
You want my vote for the Psycho Hall of Fame, asshole? You got it!
They were transferred off the bus near Victorville.
- No problem. - I'm convinced.
You're going down for this.
- Done for me? - Yeah.
Two!
That way Lopez figures, no matter what happens, I'll think it was Quan.
Genetics, peewee.
Lucky for me this place is soundproof.
Is that a proposal?
- Squarecrow? - What would you call it?
What is that?