Captain Holt: Uh, can I help you, Captain Stentley?
Captain C.J. Jason Stentley: Oh, hey, uh, did you guys see a black backpack sitting around anywhere?
Captain Holt: I did not.
Jake: No.
Captain C.J. Jason Stentley: Aww, shoot, this is turning out to be a real cluster-biff.
Jake: Why? What's in the backpack?
Captain C.J. Jason Stentley: Uh, just some evidence. Do you guys know a drug dealer named Flaco?
Captain Holt: Oh, yeah, he's a big-time supplier, consolidated half the territory in Brooklyn.
Captain C.J. Jason Stentley: Well, the bag belongs to one of his runners, and it contains, like, a football's worth of cocaine. I'm not good with sizes. And a cell phone.
Jake: And you think that the cell phone might have Intel that could lead us to Flaco.
Captain C.J. Jason Stentley: I do now. That's a great theory!