Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He didn't see it that way.

All right, here we go.

What do you think?

[clamoring continues]

I can handle Ridley.

you Harlem's Captain America.

You step aside and let me take your seat.

You're gonna fall.

I saw the way you used to flirt with Uncle Pete when I was little.

I may have a lawyer friend who can help.

walk you over to the bridge...

Gave a speech at a church,

have agreed to let us come in on the ground floor.

I'll go back to prison.

Go on with that shit.

[Uncle Pete] The girl's got a point.

I don't know shit about going to prison.

[phone ringing]

- Nothing else? - Nope.

They just made it official an hour ago.

What's your big plan? Huh?

and get her hands dirty.

I can't imagine there are that many people who know the saga of Luke Cage.

But aside from your board...

- Yo. It's you! You one of them! - No.

Stand up straight.

The last thing my father wanted to do was to raise a black criminal.

[bones crunching]

We're all good.

You don't talk to me like that.

- Bring the car around. - Right away.

Everyone else will fall in line.

The guns are downstairs.