Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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