Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You gonna eat your words about me, Jack. How do I look? Do I look all right?
That's when everything happened. Dude came to the window.
And I started doing that. It was good. I had a skill.
He's an eyewitness. He makes this work.
They're in the goddamn building! Seal it off!
- Carl, thanks. - No problem.
All right, seal off that end.
...a lot I'd take back, but I can't.
He didn't make it.
I said, "Yeah, I'll bake you a cake."
They showed me a picture, that was it. They didn't say nothin'.
What I should have had the courage to do six years ago.
Grace tell you to find me?
He wants to be a good citizen.
The commissioner hasn't given us the green light yet.
When you get outside...
- I'm supposed to have a suit. - Hey.
- So, what, are they coming? - Yeah, they're coming.
I'm gonna open up a bakery. But it's only, like, a specialty bakery.
So why don't you go home.
Ma'am, would you mind swiping me in?
- I hate police. - Half a tank.
Like the Ling family, huh?
Oh, God.
Ever since I've been with you, people been trying to shoot me. People you know!
Thanks, kid.
Being where you supposed to be. You believe in that?
...involving members of the 14th Precinct.
Hell, man, you know.
I told you, you was gonna get me shot.
Been a while, huh? Yeah.
Jack?
- Hold on, I'm trying... - Hands behind your back.
Subject's moving west on Pell.
- Let's go! Move, move, move! - Stay down!
Come here.
- Twice? - Twice. Nothing like this, though.
133 Mulberry.
- Come on. Come on, man. - All right.
- That's Eddie. - If you're ever in town, you got a friend.
- It's a busload. - Jesus, this shit just gets deeper.
Right, but check it out...
All right, Jack, it's 8:25.
Somebody help me. Somebody help me.
Put it down.
Thirty-one thousand dollars.
Ladies and gentlemen...! You're not going. Come here.
Open the door.
That's what you look like when you smile, huh?
You know? By any definition, this here.
- Everybody. You too. - All right, okay.
He worth that?
Unless you gonna shoot me or arrest me, I'm going, Jack.
All this started because my friend Maurice came by my house.
I ain't tell him I ain't never baked a cake, you know.
No, man. Can't do nothing for you, understand?
Collateral damage, it is a fact of life in this business.
You're looking at him.
Looks like temperature might reach 100 degrees...
You guys going in?
Good men.
...detectives Jerry Shue...
It's kind of bugging me out, you know.
He bailed on you. Well, you know what?
Just get ADA MacDonald for me.
You're a prince.
Smart cop.
- Hey, man, where your bathroom? - What?
- Bob. - Bob's a little tied up right now, Frank.
He's telling you stories, right?
- The dude, he changed. It's not me. - What?
He died, you lived.
In or out, Jackie. Which way did he go?
- One time, I used... - Shut up. Shut up.
He gotta have somebody to talk to.
Now, we both know that Jerry has never been a standup guy like you and me.
All right, who's downstairs we don't need?