Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tell me what I did that's so insane I need to be locked up.

So did I, Special Agent.

[Marty] Okay. That's great, uh,

You promised you'd go.

Not-- Not, um, Petty, just...

You're not my fucking lawyer. You're not my fucking lawyer.

We can make our communities a better place to live.

You have people killed. You have them tortured.

Because when I drove past,

it's not gonna work if you keep me in the dark, pure and simple.

[officer] Let me remind you that your cellphones...

[woman] You can see him now.

I just know where this is headed.

-I did, didn't I? -[laughs]

Sir, you-- Hey! Hey!

This foundation has been a dream of mine,

Without whom I would not be standing here.

Nice tie, motherfucker!

Your job is to investigate crime.

Marty called this morning.

We thought the Bureau might be interested,

I didn't touch him.

I've learned what people really want.

[rings doorbell]

Tell him this is only temporary, until he gets better.

[Ben continues grunting, shouting]

who told the Kansas City PD that I was, and I quote,

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I'm gonna need to pull a few staff out of the restaurant to work the party,

The second will target fraud in foreclosure relief.