Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sarge asked me to help you guys with some filing.

I appreciate that you're trying to fix this situation,

What? Really? That's huge.

was a bit of a setback, but don't worry; I have an idea.

Really? You liked them?

You know, for your hearts.

I woke up the next morning in a Sbarro on the Jersey Turnpike.

Seems unnecessary.

Ugh. Nine hours and 55 minutes.

- Snake-eyes. - Craps.

3, you have to keep dreaming up amazing things to cook.

Wait. Where's Holt?

with our very hard-earned money?

- What? - Full house wins.

- Wait a sec, where are you going? - Got called away on business.

You want to cover my shift this weekend

The truck was deconstructed so we do...

Yeah, and look at you now.

but you don't have to.

What if I never went inside the casino?

- Hecka good. - A'ight.

Yeah, that's how I found out about it.

[glass shatters]

Look, I feel really bad about the way I treated you.

Even the fire exit has one.

Can we talk about the murder truck we just purchased

Well, you can stick that sparkler up your butt.

Come on, let's tell Holt we're prepped for tonight.

- I need to admit one more thing. - Of course, anything.

- You promise? - From the bottom of my heart.

specifically involving...

I have to return before it goes rotten.

Perhaps you two would take me to a meeting of Gambler's Anonymous.

Our only choice is to cut off his internet.

I was overwhelmed by my addiction and you were there for me.

You flopped the absolute nuts, Peralta. Go all in.

I'm glad you get your money back.

I'd like to bet $20,000 on...

- [tires squeal] - [horn blares]

BM, best man, is a common abbreviation.

Eights over threes.