Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Like it was, uh, meant to misdirect us.
No. You, babe?
Very loving.
One of the ringleaders was nicknamed "Deezer." Nobody knows his real name.
Little juvenile, perhaps.
No actual progress, but, uh, certainly a lesson in life on the mean streets.
I can't have them trying to pull some cheap stunt.
- The corpse? - A young male, dead three to five years.
Bosco's got the Red John file.
Now, we're gonna do exactly as the kidnappers have asked.
Might have been somebody who lived in the building or was visiting a resident.
"Weasel's" a little strong.
That's what we all want. No one gets it.
No, I ain't did nothing wrong.
Right.
What are you talking about man? Informant?
- Tough guys, huh? - Depends what you mean by tough.
We're all agreed then.
I can't see any blood.
Hicks, cover the room. Go, go.
I may have exaggerated for effect.
Why? - Lf they fail to return her...
It's Bert, like the Muppet.
I mean, that looks like Mexican Mafia.
Your sister needs you here now.
- They look scary. - They are scary.
Anyhow...
See if there's anything in the shooter's apartment...
- Stop. - There's something you should know.
See you.
They look scary They are scary
...about respect. How about you?
They'll kill Mia and they'll scatter. We gotta make sure the girl is safe.
I was.
Spent a lot of time with the Haymer family.
...is in this house right now. - Damn it.
A message. They won't hesitate to kill if they don't get what they want.
Deezer's been hanging around an apartment in West Oakland.
One of the kidnappers...
Okay.
- Did you see the tattoo on that guy? - Yeah.
All respect to your people, Lisbon, the important thing...
Let's stop stumbling into each other and try working together.
- Must have kidnapped Mia Westlake. - Now we know they have someone...