Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm on my way. I'm gonna get there.
I'm about seven blocks from you.
- What do you know, detective? - Like the captain said, he flipped.
How are you?
- Come on, Mal! This way. - Got you.
The bus is empty.
What you doing that for? We need that.
You know how much it gonna take me to open the bakery?
Look, if it hadn't happened the way that it did, if he hadn't died...
We'll take it from here. Are you looking for him?
You let him take the old lady to the hospital.
Frank?
Not to mention that you got a leak in your office.
Gun!
Still here.
Frank, we're on our way down.
That type of thing, like Tweety Bird or Bugs Bunny or something like that.
Now, this could be a good thing for you, Jack.
...I never figured on trading 9 mils with my friend.
Excuse me, ma'am, would you mind...? Somebody mind swiping me in?
All right, we're out of here.
- Who is that? - Hold your fire!
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
Ortiz! Ortiz, give me a piece. Give me a piece! Get over here.
So...
Eddie!
Sam. Hey, Angela.
Let's move in.
- Jack, you still there? - Yeah.
...I promise you I will speak from my heart...
All right, I'm impressed, Jack.
...because, honestly, I don't think this dude is doing too good.
Oh, yeah.
What time is it, man?
Come on!
Lower your weapon. Just call ADA MacDonald, please, on the radio.
Let's not do anything rash. This thing can end without bloodshed.
I get back to my house...
A hurricane.
- Hey. - What's the damn answer?
Get in here! Get in that door!
It's a hypothetical question, man, damn.
Chuck Berry.
- Eddie, this is my sister, Diane. - What?
Jack Mosley.
No gun.
Can you picture big Barry White stealing 300 tires? He changed.
Back up.
- Sorry. - Who is that? You can't go in here.
I'm moving to Seattle. My sister's already living out there.
I'm just gonna step in here, nice and easy...
He's gotta be at the courthouse by 10. We know where he's going.
Pull that trigger, you go to jail for life.
I'm not... I came up in foster care. Had a lot of birthdays.
- He wanted to tell the truth. - Fuck the truth!
It's Detective Mosley for you.
Okay.
I guess this will be my last will and testament.
You lost the kid, didn't you?
All right, well, we can have an officer come by about 8 a.m. tomorrow.
No.
You gonna rush me out to court, and now you stopping? What are you...?
A couple others you don't wanna know about.
- Don't move! Down on your knees. - I'm not armed.
Keep in touch. Peace.
Hey. Thank you for coming.
- Stay in the car. - Little out of your sector, aren't you?
I don't know, I never died before.
Make a hole, make a hole. Come on, make a hole.
But she live in Seattle.
What'd you do this time, Jack?
He all excited.
- Here, come on. - What are you doing?