Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Peralta! You have to see this.

- Ooh, you nasty! - Damn, Doug and Trudy Judy.

It's good to have you back, old friend.

the DiGiSnax 600E?

- Yeah. - So it's noise canceling?

- I'll see butts if I wanna see butts.

- He dumb as hell. - Yeah.

I'm sure you're still mad at us.

But I--wait a minute, why is my name on this?

- Obviously that's a super cool plan,

in a bodyguard-protected suite.

- ♪ Ooh We come together ♪

the most like the one from the picture?

Every perp in the city is invited and I'm not.

- Mmm...the smell of fresh cooked pizza.

and only if I see them put back with my own eyes.

You better figure it out.

- Wait, we destroyed your phone.

you really made yourself at home?

you banked on me needing to arrest them.

I couldn't just let them get away with it.

to live in the moment and not look at my phone so much.

worth of diamonds from that rich Russian dude

your fedora-wearing Jason Mraz-looking ass, okay?

So here's how our thing is gonna go.

- I would never arrest Chuck-- but, I mean,

- Yeah, some Russian oligarch got the penthouse,

- Okay, good point. How big is the venue, Shane?

- That's not true. I do bad things.

It's a vending experience.

we can get a third vending machine.

the man whose private jet we are flying on today.

that you want to fill me in on?

- I threw it away. I thought it was trash.

- You did it, Peralta.

- Okay, but couldn't you just tell them they're not invited?

- And now the fakes are locked in the safe