Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why the fuck you think we changing up?
So you gonna put me back on the money?
Just put Jimmy McNulty up on your shoulders...
if you got a mind to, but this case...
-$15. -Motherfucker, I don't see no meter.
But it's not enough.
You ever hear of an elected official in Baltimore giving money back?
where's Amer at
-What's up with Levy? -He said he gonna meet us down there.
-Y'all my niggers. -You said you a fucking man.
and make sure niggers know you gonna stand by your people.
Look man. We either step up or we step the fuck off.
That punk-ass nigger ain't talk about shit else but the club.
Where the fuck is Aaron?
where the fuck is wallace
-Get me a ruler and some string. -Why me?
You hit them again?
When I find y'all, I'm beating your asses.
Look, the man gave the word, all right? We either step up or we step the fuck off.
Look at me!
That's all I'm saying.
we've got a viable case on our main target.
Why?
Copies of checks on the account of my re-election committee...
Which one?
Right. What about you?
Why the fuck are we here?
Fuck me.
They can't make a connect.
Tatum in big games.
Talk to your hand, nigger, that's the only girl you got.
He slipped off the hook when we lost the boy witness.
and by the grace of God and your good work...
Avon Barksdale was a way to show everyone how smart I was...
So you walk away from the club.
And that michelle girl from
Det. Sgt. Hauk reporting for duty, sir.
-A rental, no flash. -Where from?
In and out of the morphine drip.
They got their Saturday night shit down at Sears.
-Which one? -The rental there, the Taurus.
Nobody gonna use these cell phones except for you and Bodie...
Look, I know we tapped and all.
Shit!
They think it's Tony Montana up there?
When you get to the top floor...
You need to put his ass on a foot post so far out in the sticks...
No, nigger, that's my mom.
it's eight paces to the door of the dressing room...
Fool, what do you think?
Where’s Timothy Chalamet at?
You play your cards right, all the work you did over the past few months...
-Plus, they know they dropped a police. -Then we need to change up, too.
I need you to run up to N. Y.C. to pick up a little something.
Be that as it may...
Where’s Wilson at?
and I want you to tell them they've got no quarrel with me.
And even if he wasn't out the game, he wouldn't be no problem.
Forgive me for prying into the details of our investigation.
Look at this country nigger.
Your son might be in some danger.
-I got no problem with that. -Remember who you are, Detective.