Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Times two.
Dispatch from PRT 19.
Uh, it's nothing. It's -- Vagina.
[ Breathing quickly ]
Oh, yeah, I'm the luckiest.
Yep.
Maya, he was my dad.
Hey. You love me!
♪ Mm, mm, mm ♪
Why? [ Chuckles ]
♪ Awake, my dreams in a line ♪
I need to ask you some questions.
[ Tires screeching ] Oh!
Hey, bury 'em in Sasha. Mm.
Goodbye, Hughes. I...
And I see that you're trying to be a better person, and I --
♪♪
She is fine, Jack. She's grieving her father.
Cooper, no! No, no, no!
Yeah, but do we really think that Sullivan is that corrupt?
Got to get a secret button in here, man.
Yes, with a gun, Schmitt.
They're still near the park, so they're on their way now.
It's not important now. It is.
He just broke up with his --
Vic, seriously, don't do it.
What -- What are you looking for?
Dixon, radio dispatch. Request an aid car and SPD.
My wife's father just died. She's falling apart.
[ Keys jingling ]
"Controlling because he loved you."
any way we could be the person who dies in a plane crash.
I think Dixon's blackmailing Sullivan
Beginning with his decision to cover up the theft
[ Stammering ]
'cause it's easier than coping with the loss of him?
What the hell?!
I don't solve my problems with drugs!
But I take my hands out of this guy, he will die.
So are you, like, in love with the corrupt Fire Chief's son? No.
[ Breathing shakily ]
Oh, there! There! There, there, there.
Probably. Well...
to certain death.
Well, his boss is my friend Fire Chief Dixon.
Marinis: Who did?
Got it. So you're talking about me.
Cooper! [ Grunts ]
Sure. Of course they were.
♪ And I ain't got no control ♪
Yeah. You're lucky.
I can't. I can't.
you can't remember half the things that --
Stop.
Which is...?
Yeah, that's not my problem.
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♪ I might fall, but no regret ♪
Woman got a hairbrush stuck in her vagina.
Try finding a way out then.
I didn't know. I'm sorry, Chief.
[ Sighs ]
onto your parents?
Warren and Avery were held up on the PRT.
Okay, here. Come on, let's -- let's take a walk.
Fuh-lap ball change, fuh-lap ball...
Oh, and, probie, green means go.
because we don't think there's ever, you know,