Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To Polish police and firefighters.
Well, well, well, if it isn't Barnacle Bill, the sailor.
-Ain't anywhere in this section either. -Start on the next row.
-It was from his local. -The Checkers?
that this whole motherfucker's gonna capsize.
Shit, and drink whiskey through a fire hose.
Motherfucker, you been standing there watching us.
Fuck it. Get it on a fifth wheel and lose it in the stack. We're at risk.
I gotta give the son of a bitch some credit for wit on this one.
-What's the matter? -The Bunk can't swim.
I gotta say, Kima. If you were a guy...
Mace carrying 10 down here. So, Moe Man holding about 38 up top.
Shit is thick in here tonight, gentlemen.
Take a few doors with me for old time's sake.
Come on, man. You're killing me. Stop.
That's a fucking hassle.
Ziggy's his oldest. My car broke down, you know. He drove.
There's gotta be a better way.
What about the defense wounds?
I'll see you, Father.
I'm gonna tell them to push for the grain pier.
that felt like something. That felt like something I wanna do.
Maybe that stuff comes off in the water, maybe not.
Tell Bunk I was here, will you?
Why am I Boris? I don't understand this. Everywhere I am Boris.
-'cause you know nobody's watching, right? -Sometimes.
He was the first to know that we took a hit.
Frank, it's sitting out there waiting...
You told Rawls where I didn't wanna go. You made it happen, Jay.
Why would anybody wanna leave Baltimore? That's what I'm asking.
See, right there.
-Yeah. -Let me see.
Perhaps your problems in Baltimore and my client's problems here...
where, because I'm your father-in-law...