Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's no way they'll agree to that.

Either one of them could blow our cover story.

Anybody resists, blindfold 'em.

and I was powerless.

What the hell are you doing calling me out by my first name?

[stutters] Uh, it must be in, uh, the staff locker downstairs.

[creaking continues]

Yo, Lopes. Escort the night nurse here downstairs.

Not unless they worked in the kitchen.

- [sighs] - [Claire] Oh... Oh, my God!

Yeah, I don't think it's a break.

I don't wanna bleed to death on the floor, like Scarfe.

wasn't man enough to give his first son his last name.

[Chang] We got a call.

- One... - [yells]

I believe you, Misty.

[softly] Let's go.

[Stryker] Scour this whole place.

I was a Stryker.

[Misty breathing heavily]

And I ain't gonna lie, Misty.

Did he set you up for Cottonmouth's murder, too?

was Carl Lucas.

The story of Cain and Abel.

- But it's a pretty bad sprain. - [sighs]

- What? - I need you to pass out.

- I gotta take him out. - You're walking into a trap.

[screaming continues]

There's movement at the door.

[indistinct chatter]

- This is some bullshit. - You got Luke Cage?

[people screaming]

We got you, Detective. Let me look at your arm.