Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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