Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You and your goddamn freak show!

Ah... you'd it coming, cupcake!

I'm sorry, I'll be right back.

- Open the door! - I got to go!

and break his legs that God gave him.

We're getting off at exit four. Joe, you better be following me.

You'd see him playing the numbers at the butcher across the street.

Nobody panic, just them towing my car.

Come here now. Come.

So, let's see here.

Wow! Still charming!

Funny, no pictures of the boyfriend.

Wish I could stick around.

That's a pretty fancy truck for this neighborhood.

Phew! Wow, there it is, eh?

Call him in the morning.

- Yeah, sure. - Thank you.

Locked that shit up.

Clarence Samson, got drunk at the Lord and stole a police cruiser.

"Hey, you can make a tons of money moving heroin!"

I'm just saying I got three out of five.

You're watching Ramirez... why?

Actually I'm going after the cop, who shot the unarmed man.

- Who broke my window, huh? - Hey,

Morelli, eh? Really?

I guess the interview went well?

I can't get a clear shot! I'm not comfortable with this!!

She knew better!

Look, get yourself a couple of dead bolts.

I'll be honest and trust me. I'm not proud of this but,

- Said she called him for help. - Yeah.

Now, all I have to do... come up with a plan and bring him in.

Cause I don't think you're gonna shoot me.

I've got two dead bodies, a hit man, an FTA, and a bullet in my ass.

Eddie, thanks for coming.

Jesus Christ! You teaching me how to be a cop?

Oh, I got a gun! I forgot I got a gun!

and I feel really bad about that.

all I know how to do is swing a purse.

- So, what is it gonna be... - This was the flat nose guy.

but it's good that he's riled up.

Like the pyramids, baby.

But I know about the sexy as hell part.

beat me with the stick, I will never forgive you.

Oh... yeah girl.

but at least it bought me a meal that didn't come in a lunch box.

Yup. And I've got to bounce. I got a date with the bad guy.

I on the other hand did not provoked you in anyway.

Thank you. Got this one.

Look at this. William Earling. My first FTA.

I want the keys, the master fuse, all of it, now!

I know, he used a personal weapon, Hydrashock... with a .45.

Wanna say that again?

- No, you gave it to me. - She's gonna be fine.

Once you're seen, you're seen.

I totally get now why he's always wearing kevlar.

Check your purse. Think he took your keys.

- You see? - Yeah, hold on a second.

Yes, he was an animal but we knew that already.

The point is, I was still having a bath and

Well, he's just took a dive from a 4 storey window.

I was drunk, and you resembled someone else... so there's nothing like it.

You don't add-on for someone who's just got shot.

Bone him with my bottle of Jack's. Right on the cop head.

Mr. Alpha. Thank God you're here! Your guy Ramirez...

It's for the jury, Joe. I'm just here to collect.

Nothing, sold him a conolia in high school.

I mean this one just pissed him off. He'll return fire and killed you.

Step away, Lula, don't...