Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What can Charles Boyle do that I can't?

Black lights. What the hell?

I hope to God I'm not humbled by this.

of roller skating's dangerous image.

Exercising my right to announce the heist

But we're teammates.

Although don't kiss anyone else.

- Aah! - So long, suckers!

Got out my bolt cutters.

I'm a fair ruler.

I told Jake everything.

So, Bill, do you have a real job or...

He had someone lock the door.

Now, where's the 3-D model of the precinct?

Charles, get in here.

You read the plans, addenda and all!

What's going on?

She's a work in progress.

Still your sergeant.

That's my girl.

Have I thrown a wrench into your plans?

- "Are." - "Heists."

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So what are you planning for the heist?

and I freaked out hard.

Oh, you made sure I didn't remember that!

All right, Bill. The time is now.

- It's blank. - It's a metaphor.

What's going on?

I have a pizza here for Raymond Holt.

like Santiago did last year.

- What the hell? - Yeah, thank you.

- What? - Hmm? Nothing.

for your daughters, and they're gonna grow up

Looks like nobody's onto us.

and your palms are all black.

Hitchcock! Scully!

I know one of you took the plaque.

I totally planned everything for Charles.

is an equal exchange of ideas...

It's like he's helpless without Boyle.

Gina! Of course!

As if I'd just put it in a box, unattended.