Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Great, thank you.
They're good guys. Give me the damn tablet!
It was a clock made by an over-achieving minority student.
Ahh!
Turns out there wasn't a bomb.
- without you... just go home. - Thanks, Jake.
for Nikolaj, but I'm not gonna use words with Svetlana.
than that of mighty Latvia.
All he did was pee on a couple snowmen.
♪ Bum, bum, bum bum, bum, bum ♪
because I'm not gonna let my kid down, not tonight.
Can't talk right now, Jake. I'm a busy little bee.
Too many.
We'll wait for back up.
and imagine my surprise when I found out
We're the Nine-Nine.
- Who? - Me! I saved the flipping day.
Thanks. I'll take it from here.
pass code this year. It spells...
Just go to Amy and make sure afterwards that she holds
and hurl projectiles at the MTA.
Oh, yeah, that's Captain Latvia's move, the Riga Hammer.
The bra underneath is insane.
so I know where to send backup when it arrives.
Parenthood has not changed you two.
You bet I do. And tonight,
the way dry rot destroyed his orphanage.
The angel puked.
What were you guys talking about?
- when to scooch. - I can't get by.
Jake!
turn on the compressor.
And then there's a photo of him karate chopping a cat.
I told you, Jake.
Doesn't matter. I'm going in there,
the diggity-dopest tree lighting in the history of the Nine-Nine.
Apparently, the Gals Skepu are major gun-runners
who I saw a documentary about last week.