Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

they can't be monitored by law enforcement because your company...
You think that'll work?
Come on, Kate, that's a little harsh, don't you think?
- You reach Bubbles? - Yeah. He'll be waiting at Mount Clare.
The fact is, somebody brought a gun up in the free zone and used it.
Miss Daniels here will go with you.
- Permits? - Yeah. Permits.
No, I left one already.
Doreen, ring Delegate Watkins, please.
because of the number of ships sunk there in battle.
Sometimes with the bureaucracy...
- You strategizing for anyone in Baltimore? - I shouldn't say.
On a Sunday? What the fuck, Lester?
- What do you mean? - On a battlefield you can't do much...
Like, I swear to God, Fatface Rick heard that our people went and shot...
I ain't gonna lie to you all.
No life, no marriage, no kids.
I take nothing home with me. No, really, I couldn't be happier.
Lester, you and Prez start typing affidavits...
The best thing Rawls ever did for me was to knock me back to a district.
No, he needs to put those in the departmental mail.
and we gonna fuck y'all every way we can.
Ain't enough y'all done violated the Sunday morning truce.
7-60 to KGA.
- How about tonight? - Georgia Brown's down near 15th Street.
All signed and sealed by a registered architect and engineer...
- You trust that shit? - I mean, so far.
Tell me something, Jimmy. How exactly do you think it all ends?
They found a blood trail going back up the block.
- Sean, Seanie. - What?
And both those things against the promises made.
That's all I can say.
Yeah. They say they got cops on corners where they wouldn't have otherwise.
Four to five days turnaround. Best we can do.
If it was "herself," then you'd have a fortune.
And that pulled their dicks out, pissed on her crown and shit.
All she wrote for Hamsterdam.
And y'all don't hit the nigga, neither.
You know what I mean? Take the profit where we can.
- How about Chinese? - Sounds good to me.
Fact is, Stringer, your man needs to reconcile himself...
Fuck those stripes. Fuck them.
The deal is, we turn this into a dunker by tomorrow morning...
- Are you sure you're not sleeping? - No, no, I was up.
So we're looking for help from the State House.
They were gonna charge him with false report until Valchek weighed in.
but it's a two-way street, you know?