Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gonna be 8 years old, huh? That's gonna be a good day for you.
You was probably drinking then too.
You're driving a car during a hurricane.
Okay?
Now, if you can't see how wrong this is...
- Frank. - Bobby, get these things off me.
Where's my strawberry recipe? Let's see.
- Happy birthday. - Thank you.
Get out of the way!
Yeah.
That's everybody? Please, don't cry, don't cry.
You're gonna be fine, Eddie. It's not as bad as it looks.
Come on.
- That's a tall order. It'll take some time... - Just do it. I'm not in the mood, okay?
- They're gonna kill me, kill you... - Jack, what about testifying?
Hope you like the cake. What did I tell you?
- All right, get Gruber down here. - Okay.
Come here. You look great.
Or do you believe your ex-partner?
- Hey! - Shut up.
You smell that?
I hate to do this, Jack, but I need you to sit on this until uniforms get here.
Mosley! Mosley!
No, I just said that because the little girl, she was so scared.
Go!
- Frank, where are you? - Bobby, I'm coming up!
You ain't gonna die on me, are you?
...what do you think you're gonna tell them?
- Bobby? - Yeah?
- Excuse me! - Open up!
Come on. Here.
- What if they...? - Keep moving. You just keep moving.
- Just keep driving. - What are you doing?
Some bullshit, man.
You want me to change my...? I get it. But why can't I put that on?
You should have done what you always do, Jack.
Take care of yourself, kid.
Just put the... Here.
- How long can you sit on this? - He shot a cop.
That's some cold shit, man. I ain't never heard nobody say no shit like that.
Make cakes, Eddie the baker.
Look, man, I gotta be down there. All right, you understand?
- What about this? - What about that?
Over here.
Okay, Jack? Really listen.
...those cops? - Yeah?
Hey, man, what you want on your cake, man?
Hey, look at me.
Turn.
Once you get outside that perimeter, you just get lost.
...and stealing all her hair-care products.
- Bobby? - Gruber's on his way.
- PEOPLE CHANGE! - EDDIE.
- You all right? - Yeah. Frank's got him on the other side.
Why don't you let us take it from here.
I'm not a good guy.
I'm just getting my wind. I was running.
It's up already.
- Jack... - Put your arms around the pole.
I put my name first because I'm doing all the hard work.
We lose, kid.
N.Y.P.D., we got a situation here. We need you people back on the sidewalk.
- What? - Fellas, look, the clock's ticking.
You look a little desperate. Doesn't suit you.
Mosley is still on the bus. That kid is here somewhere. We checked...
All right? We still got options here.
- All right. - Just hang until you're relieved.
Seal the building, start a search.
Welcome back, Jack.
Jack? This is as far as you go, buddy.
Well, I got all day.
You're gonna shoot me down here? Nobody knows?