Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Command center. Really big one.
Go in there and get him! Put some clothes on him!
- Why are you bleeding? - I was trying to tell your officers, sir.
I want Ring Road clear, so I can push ambulances in and out!
I don't wanna go to Crystal's stupid party.
It also, we understand, forced the FBI
...very fast runners here out on this storied course.
All right, let's move.
Guys, radio discipline, please!
Both of her legs are severely lacerated.
Get him outta here! Keep your eyes open, will ya?
My knee's killing me. You got some Tylenol back there?
or probably even your job by now.
Seriously? We found it.
- Go on. You're wakin' me up. - I'm sorry. All right?
Do you have anyone that cares about you?
- Who would call that? - I don't know. AG? CIA?
- We need two over here! - Repeat, multiple casualties!
Joey, use the car for cover!
Right now, Boston's workin' against us.
And here they come!
Get in the car.
Last chance, Harrold!
Boom!
Fuck you!
I know one thing closes cases... witnesses.
- No! I told you to leave, Tommy. - Come on.
- Total station en route. - Okay, we need TEDAC and OPU.
The life a Muslim woman lives
Carol, go with him now! Get her home now!
You were born in a room full of flowers and balloons.
♪ Pop's farm was the place to go, load the truck up, hit the dirt road ♪
Excuse me, ma'am. This is about to get pretty loud.
Hi, I'm Mike Thomas. May I have a word with you?
1:35 a.m. Mark it.
Call the police!
This joint is kicked.
Thanks.
- Let's go! - Go slow.
♪ Jack and Jim were a few good men ♪
Bro, I'm... Look, I'm not pussin' out or nothin'.
Put your hands on there! Put your hands on there!
I mean, who was lookin' for some narcissistic little princess?
in Brussels, Islamabad, Nice,
He popped up on a Guardian watch list.
Six blocks off the course each direction.
Correct.
- I can't hear... - I needed whole milk!
17, 16, 15,
Hold your fire!
- Hey. - What are you guys doin' here?
Victor 3-6. One in custody.
Victor 1-1 to Talk. We do not have White Hat.
Did you just say "Marathon bombers"?
My God. Oh...
Now, it's like, you make new friends and you find new people.
You're gonna get arrested again!
Black Hat was watchlisted.
- all the video we can find. - Get 'em all, Tommy. Don't miss any.
It was a beautiful day to be in Boston.
♪ Forever ♪
Wasn't my fucking fault!
Erik and Rafi and Brendan and those guys?
Hey, it's gonna be a cultural experience, okay?
Forever.
Oh, Jesus! God fucking damn it!
but I can't just snap my fingers.
Look, you got a lot of people talkin', but they're talkin' about the wrong people.
You are out of your mind. Your fucking mind.
- Who the fuck are you? - Ma'am, we're with the FBI.
You're fuckin' kiddin' me. It's not a homicide?
They had to take his family away, and his parents, and fuck, he's fuckin'...
You got 'em?
At this time, there have been no new developments
Fill up the tank.
We're all locked down here.
Let's be prepared to augment should they require our assistance.
- Thanks. - Thank you.
What's that shit?
representing the Boston Police Department.
FUCK YOU !
And they are off.
What are we gonna do? We hunt 'em down.
Not what you were expecting, huh, Commish?
We need units to assist in Watertown.
I got these images in my head.
So what about the Zac cowboy concert?
- This is the first blast scene? - Yeah.
And stop letting runners through! Secure the perimeter!
Yeah, it's Sean. I...
Gnarly, man, you can't drive that thing on the beach.
Could be someone saw somethin', no?
Shit!
- For fuck's sake, what do we do? - I don't fuckin' know.
of the potential suspects...
You got a lot of Sox fans in these bars. I'd hate to see ya get tuned up.
♪ This life is so fleeting, these troubles won't last ♪
You wanna get yourself suspended again?
Let's go. Give me your wallet.
because it was running past the spot
death, and destruction.
However, unlike the attacks on the World Trade Center...
You're supposed to be stayin' inside.
Leo! Leo!
- Study group, dickhead. - Fuckin' asshole.
I'm sorry. I just gotta get my clothes for tomorrow.
- Are you from Boston? - Yeah, I live here.
He had an assistant manager tag
- We're goin' to his mother's house. - All right, get off the street.
The knee hurts. The back hurts.
11, ten, nine,
regarding the Boston Marathon bombings...
The tracking number is 3422347.
This is against fire code. We got way too many people.
I'll get the pressure cookers.
Please, come on, just go. I'll see you in the morning.
There's someone in my boat.
I repeat, multiple casualties!
headin' east on Laurel Street!
Round one starts in ten minutes.
All right, this is what I need.
No.
Fuck you! Don't touch my shit.
thank you for bringing this race...