Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on. Come on, now.

Y'all sound married.

Mariah supplied the force with some Judas 2.0s,

[both chuckling]

It was over before it even began.

Nobody said nothing.

This is Damon Boone.

I always liked her.

[officer 2] You heard him. Don't move.

Um... [sighs] I was...

Okay? I'm not going anywhere. Not yet.

You're good at your job, I'm good at mine.

Several people are injured,

[Stryker] Shades, show Councilman Boone to the door.

Please. That nigga's on that bulletproof Houdini shit for real.

Yeah, I hear you. Who is the one person you don't see here?

With them dead, we control the story.

He was the hardware connect for Cottonmouth that you were looking for.

is for me to get those hostages and my detective out alive,

I can help you negotiate even more.

Clean enough for a tourniquet.

mostly from the stampede to escape the club,

[smacks lips] Ah.

Let's go, guys. Get him up. Get him up.

[Damon shuddering]

[Damon] All you're doing is scaring them.

That is not Cage's MO.

[Candace whimpering]

I hope they know what they're authorizing.

[officer 1] All right. Still waiting on word.

And what does that tell you? He wants distance. Deniability.

- Oh, shit. - Hold this.

- [indistinct radio chatter] - [sirens wailing]

- Mmm. - He's also my half-brother. [sighs]

Turn around. Face the wall.

He used to work here.

He doesn't have to.

- [inhales sharply] - I see.

[both breathing heavily]

Less than an hour after an anti-Luke Cage rally began,

Don't you have enough to worry about?