Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you guys doin' here so late?

- Why? - Because Bogomil would kill me.

Do you understand me?

Thank you very much. Thank you.

-- You gonna hang around here? Fuck no!

Why don't you go over there and cover that guy for me, all right?

Well Jake, I suppose Congratulations are in order.

Then find me, and let me know what the hell is goin' on over there.

That you guys came down here.

Check that out, I found that at Maitland's warehouse.

Damn! Let's go.

- You didn't tell we were together? - You don't know?

All I need is a couple of bananas.

I don't believe this.

Lieutenant, I'd like to see you in your office.

- You don't know? - No.

Oh, no. No, I was just pokin' around I don't think he did nothin'.

All I have to say is........

Detectives Foley and Rosewood, responding to Ms. Summers' report,

He says that you're an outstanding young detective.

He came by the office yesterday and asked me all sorts of...

Has all this stuff passed through Customs already?

What you mean you can't talk now?

I think it was a snarden sausage sandwich, sir

- I'm sorry, sir. - That's all right.

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What's up, Zack?

The super cop story was working.

No, don't be stupid.

Look man, I ain't fallin' for no jack o'lantern on my tailpipe!

I told you, I'm on vacation. I went to the bathroom,

But I have to talk to Victor, it's very, very important.

How's that little bump on the head doin' I gave you in Detroit, huh?

Everything except for the drugs,

Don't you think it's kind of hot for a long, black leather coat?

- Donny, this is... Cover this up. - I'm sorry.

Well, place him in custody, or would you like me to do it?

Tell Taggart to check out the warehouse and act on whatever he finds.

I'm gonna start my own private investigation company.

$2,000 wasn't enough money.

He also says they nearly had to fire you for insubordination.

Forget about it.

Hey, buddy, what you doin' here?

You heard what he said, sir. Do it right now, please.

How you doin'? Could you come here for a second, please?

Maitland's guys get their hands on it,

The Dearborn hijack? That bust went down last week.

...perhaps familiar with the fellow?

When they ask u to do something you don’t feel like doing....

I wanna take my vacation now.

It's not sexy. It's animal. No, it's not sexy at all.

- What do you think? - Coffee grounds.

All this shit happened the last time I parked here. Thank you.

We're more likely to believe an important local businessman,

- Hi, do you have a match? - There's no smoking in here.

He ain't work it all off, he's still got a little ass there.

If I'd known why you'd been arrested, I wouldn't have come.

That would be a neat trick.

- Peach fuzz. - No, that's man style now.

The only reason that they were at a strip bar

Great, excuse me, Serge.

"Just Got Your Badges And Your Guns And You're On The Job, Right?"

This is a chance to blow this case wide open, the two of us, what do you say?

Who's this guy?

The deputy chief just chewed my ass out!

He was my best friend.

- Great. - Come on

- Is it good? - You gettin' old.

What's the fuckin' charge for gettin' pushed out of a movin' car, huh?

Please step away from the table, sir.

What the hell are you doing?

but you don't know every fuckin' thing.

What are we hiding for?

Hey, wait a minute, Taggart.

Drugs are sometimes packed in coffee grounds.

Right, and is the cold poached salmon in dill sauce tasty?

They hold our foreign shipments here until they clear Customs.

Just wish I would've saw the expression on your face when the car konked out.

- Todd's gonna tear you another asshole. - Don't go anywhere.

I'm all choked up on the inside I got a lump in my throat.

Not jail, man, that's like... That's like day camp compared to jail

Bowie Bonds. They’re Bowie’s. Untraceable

You know what this is in here? A federal tax stamp.

No, I have no idea.

And I think Victor should go check himself out with his physician

Taggart's dick gets hard, but he won't let you know, 'cause he's the boss.