Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes.
That's worse than prison.
Okay, we're all set up in there, Mr. Peralta.
I mean, you shouldn't eat that sandwich.
You blew this case. You bungled your evaluation,
That's on me.
- Are you serious? - Yes.
Guess what I'm holding behind my back?
Oh, my God.
But unfortunately, the NYPD does not.
- Getting closer. - There we go.
I spent the whole night riding my bike,
I mean, what if he was telling the truth?
Charles... (WHISPERS) What's he writing?
Gladly.
That's a major downer.
Anyways, I'm gonna go cry in the bathroom.
Actually, yeah.
Yeah, the only thing is...
I'll go clean it up.
"There's gotta be a way to fix it."
I'm not worried about that.
- (SATISFIED SIGH) - Worth it.
You feel guilty about accusing him of cheating.
Does it show everything?
If you see Rosa jump off a cliff, by all means.
Sir? What are you writing down?
I believe all they cared about
- Unless it's good. - No.
Aww, of course.
Let's do this.
But look at this. Right around 4:00 a.m.,
Surprisingly, I know what you mean
The flan's huge. Everyone shares it.
Enough. This is highly inappropriate.
He's got bunches of hunches.
- Let's just fast-forward. - It's okay.
(SOBBING)