Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

it's time to raise your glasses...
You know, Mike, heh...
[ENGINE STARTS, REVS]
Uh, yeah.
Ah! Mike, Mike, fucking chill, man.
Hey, go back to that last shot. The chain.
Dear God...
[TLEN HUICANI'S "LA BRUJA" PLAYING]
You said if I went out there, I was gonna get somebody killed.
Get your damn finger out my face.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
♪ Miami where All that ass from ♪
If you get involved,
You look like a ghost, man.
- [KNIFE SLICES] - [GROANS]
Oh...
- Carmelita shot the wrong twin! - Oh, shit.
[♪♪♪]
Whatever, man.
[SUCKS TEETH]
You coded out, Mike, three times.
When's the last time you had sex?
I swear to you,
We're not just black, we're cops too.
There you go.
[ALL LAUGHING, CHEERING]
It's the cartel. She's gonna have serious backup.
Yep. Okay.
Mike! Don't let me go! Don't let me go! Oh, shit!
♪ Want the cash flow... ♪
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
- Put your glasses on! - What the hell was that?
MARCUS: Yo, Mike, careful!
[♪♪♪]
Go! Go! Go!
- Yeah, I'm a vessel. - Like David and Goliath.
Shooters shoot!
Guys, let's run Cap through what we got on the case.
- [MARCUS SCREAMS] - [YELLS]
All right. You good with that?
[PITBULL & LIL JON'S "DAMN I LOVE MIAMI" PLAYING]
Spare me the street knowledge, grandpa. Nobody asked.
Too slow.
You good, Mike? Let's go, team.
is that I'll be running down criminals till I'm 100.
What? What happened to bad boys one last time?
Mike, the man is an accountant. We just need to talk to him.
Mama.
[BLACK EYED PEAS' "RITMO" PLAYING]
HOWARD: Cool down. Keep walking.
You're damn right. I'm about to serve this bitch right now.
This is not a raid. It's surveillance.
- We said for life. - For life, baby.
You're my son.
- You're gonna pop that shit! - That shit nasty!
All right, you just had a warlock baby with La Bruja
Yeah, man.
- You mind if we switch seats? - Yeah, please.
Get him.
Who in the hell wanna sing that song?
- Marcus. - What?
[SNIFFS]
- A nine? Oh, sh... - Yeah, man.
Let's load up!
REPORTER 1 [ON TV]: A drive-by shooting
[BRAKES SQUEALING]
all of our fears and traumas.
You may kiss the bride.
You jumping to conclusions. All right?
This is revenge.
- Dorn, follow Rafe! - DORN: Yup!
I meant penis.
- Is that Diego or his twin? - Shh!
The Witch.
Who the fuck did this?!
Excuse me, Mr. Lowrey.
They know we're here. This is fucked.
[GUNSHOTS]
- [CHANTING] Zway-Lo! Zway-Lo! - Top of the world, baby!
A little Gorilla Glue will make that just fine.
Sorry.
affectionately known as Uncle Mike.
Now it's time to be good men.
Mike! I can't get to you!
And, Reggie, Megan, I would like to share it with you.
[GROANING]
- His records are a mess. - Surprising.
Ah! Marcus!
And the guy gets up, all dusty, and he goes:
[♪♪♪]
- Ahh! - Whoa!
- What? - What do you mean, shut down?
[♪♪♪]
Judge Leon Sorenson was shot
watching that little boy grow.
DORN [OVER RADIO]: Platform is one way in, one way out.
She must got some strong ass muscles.
- What you mean? Like, one to 10? - Yeah, 10 being...
You okay?
I am so sorry about that.
[PRISONERS CLAMORING]
- Hell, who doesn't? - All right.
No, Mike.
- You sure you're fine? - Oh, shit. Rita.
Just let them both be Buddhist, Cap.
You just gonna quit?
Ah...
[CHUCKLES]
[PANTING]
- No, yeah. - Uh-uh.
Don't disrespect me like that because you don't know.
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
- Fuck. AMMO? - Marcus, come in.
[SIGHS]
Hey, can we get a time-out?
[PANTING]
What did he take from you, Mike?
- There it is. - Yes. Now...
- [LAUGHS] - [BULLET WHIZZES]
Target confirmed.
This raid is strictly nonlethal.
Coach Burnett?
Hundreds of investigations, operations...
BOTH: Damn!
Oh, shit.
Mike, you fucked a married witch?
[CHUCKLES]
so as not to be trampled by the horse.
- and he sure looks dead. - Cap. Ah...
Running to see baby Marcus.
[IN SPANISH]
Damn it! Look, you are the navigator, okay?
- Let's move. - Let's wait.
- Mike! Mike! - Miami PD! Get down!
MARCUS: Mike, how you think she DJ like that?
Where are your glasses? You need to put your glasses on.
I'll be outside when you get your shit together.
Where the hell is your ride?
Can you hear me?
RITA: So tell us. Judge, prosecutor, criminal informant,
- [MIKE LAUGHING] - [PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Now, I recognize that this is a difficult situation.
- No doubt. It's in the eyes. - Mm-hm.
[GROANS]
What? Not me. He's the one that told me.
Knee him in his balls, and let's go.
- Go, go, go! - What'd she do? What'd you do?
- Is that Manny's car? - Yeah.
but they were bad guys, all of them.
It is of no advantage for me
My therapist thought it'd be beneficial
Man, Theresa does not want your ass sitting at home,
How pissed would you say she was?
MARCUS: Yo, Mike, they're moving up to the chopper!
[BUS HORN BLARING]
- No, uh-uh. - No! No!
Never felt better.
- You know I shot some people. - Yeah.
This is a bad idea.