Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You got the goods?

[Luke] Black SUV.

everything that you have built will come crashing down.

Microphone check, five-o.

What happened to Chico?

Despite these unwarranted attacks on my character,

[chuckling] Oh, you're better at it? No, you're not.

Cottonmouth's in jail... and I'm done.

[Diontey] There he is! Stay on him!

but he has had my front and my back.

[breathing heavily]

We are witnessing a massive shift in the boundaries of possibility.

There's evidence that guns

[crying] No. No, Rafe. No.

I can take him down.

[scoffs] You could make that squad easy.

I got his guns out of lockup for him,

[indistinct chatter continues]

Scarfe cracks a lot of jokes, but he rarely smiles.

It's supposed to be locked.

And you are not dragging me down with you. You hearin' me?

So you've been working for him the whole time?

[cell phone ringing]

- I'll carry him. - Where?

There's things with your powers you haven't even tested.

His days are numbered. I got something for him.

We're closing streets, tunnels, puttin' up road blocks.

[breathing heavily]

I don't care how bulletproof you are.

[Luke] Kill the lights.

We'll hand them over to Domingo tonight.

[gunfire continues]

Forget the club. Sell it!

Ah! Come on. Let's go inside.

We're wasting our time.

- Where are these notes? - [sighs]

Half the department's coming with me.

[Perez] You are a weirdo.

It wasn't like I went to the meeting strapped.

a man whose name rings out in both legitimate and criminal circles.

We won't know until you guys bring him in.

I'm an asshole! There's no disputing that.

[scoffs] This is insane.

[dispatcher on radio] 10-13 near Bowery. Repeat, shots fired near Bowery.

[lock breaking]

We need to get him to a hospital.

I told you I do not want a fluff piece.

Criminal Spinsters?