Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why not?
We go into those towers, and we let them know.
But you know, that's how it goes, right?
he was seen to pick up a bottle and menace officers Hauk and Carver...
-What the fuck is that? -It's bullshit.
You think that downtown judge is gonna bail your ass out on this?
Don't act like you don't know me. Get your hands up.
Yeah, what's done is done.
That's sharp.
Son of a bitch!
and I don't want surprises.
-That's bullshit, man. -Yo, stay down, man.
Jesus. You all ain't got no creep to you.
Then on the weekends, he was driving a cab out to the airport.
I'm serious.
Your client.
I reckon the pussy ain't worth what it used to be...
What's with the hat?
to his off-duty weapon.
for you to write a little letter to those children...
You let one go, you got to write. You got to justify the use of deadly force.
What's with the hats?
about nothing happening that I don't know about?
Valchek has suction with the First District Democratic Club...
He then tells Property to send me two men, and Special to send two more.
You bleed on my car? Don't bleed on my car.
just to be safe.
All right, spread your shit out.
-Church-going man. -A bethel man, a deacon.
and get some ribs before they done ate all the ribs up.
If you push too hard, and any shit hits the fan...
Shut up for just a minute. I'm trying to concentrate on this shit here.
Even if they put a 14-year-old kid into Critical Care?
filing a formal brutality charge...
Let's roll.
We try to front, he'll see right through us.
Put everything on it. She's the skinniest thing in here.
-Bunk, tell him. -Why?
"We selling chicken faster than you can tear the bone out.
That's fucked up. Man ain't did nothing.
Just you, me, my partner and.... What did you say your name was?
-I'm taking your worst, remember? -How about Steinman?
I don't think he can even find his gun.
Under the power vested in me by the circuit court for Baltimore city...
Little hoppers in the low-rises.
snap your fucking fingers off.
Pair of goddamn elephants.
Against a plaster wall.
and I'm about to lose this idiot here for a week or two of medical.
-So, give me Sydnor. -No way.
Officer Pryzbylewski shot the wall, Lieutenant.
You remember that?
They didn't have to do that.
Y'all hassling me about that shit?
I got one less Crown Vic than I had last night.
-And he was just-- -Detective?
So do l.
We are just sharing our thoughts here.