Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Go. Get out of here.
- The baby is sleeping. - Oh, the baby.
Watch your head there.
He's from Pacific Heights. Look familiar?
Dyson, Shelley, the two-three corner. Bucci, Paulson and Fredricks...
For people called the Crazy Hill Gang.
Get off of me!
Like I care about your speed.
- Smooth. - Yes, it is.
- Where are you with Westlake? - We're set up inside the house.
It's a joke.
Coroner couldn't be specific. Two bullet holes in the base of the skull.
We came in hot because we thought the kidnap victim was there.
- She all right? Yeah.
So how long have you been an informant for the CBI, Raoul?
Forgot my extra mags. Meet you downstairs.
My team went in, corpse was there, but the coroner wasn't so we waited.
- Sorry. Hurt your feelings? - It's just not funny, that's all.
Uh, not you. Um, Wayne Rigsby, CBI. Need to ask a couple questions.
- They've planned too carefully. - You know how to catch them?
- I'm gonna stay. - I know what this is about.
You know, Jane's not the problem. You are.
I want your people teaming up on this.
Well, make your call...
Ernie's the clever, handsome one.
Apparently, they also sold drugs that they bought from border cartels.
1867 Cliff Point Circle. Oakland.
...but they're short-handed... Budget cuts.
Rock, paper, scissors. Step up.
You're just a terrible nanny.
Knew it'd bother you.
Grace?
Uh, Listen, I'm Agent Bosco, with the CBI.
I haven't had a good game since I was, oh, 10.
Nobody does, you just killed Mia Westlake.
Oh, he's angry because I called him on his little drug-deal thing.
I'm gonna go find your boss.
Why kill the driver?
They're gonna take the money to whe...
Diane Zaranski. Yeah.
Be useful to know who it is, don't you think?