Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know Valchek in Southeast?
-If not for that, he's gone, no question. -So, you got suction with Valchek?
You know I can't. I would, but I can't. I gave Valchek my word on it, okay?
-Pryzbylewski, him, I know. -Yeah?
771 Franklin, in the Court.
And he volunteers what little time he has left at his church.
That I caught a stone fucking whodunit.
Shit.
Shit, man, I don't know nothing.
It was the duty officer down at University hospital.
-Really, where were you? -Where was she?
Put your pants down and get down on the ground.
-Y'all from Purchasing? -No.
Jesus is the lord of lords Jesus is the lord of lords
That man was just...
He's detailed, Major, to Narcotics--
that they're not gonna have anyone left, you know?
Like y'all won't do it.
What can you do with this?
How is he my problem then? How is he still carrying a gun and badge?
If I start talking shit that a witness got killed--
The newspapers get hold of this, it'll be a complete clusterfuck.
and think that man was killed for any other reason...
McNulty sits here.
Best I can do is tell my unit chief that you drew shit.
What?
Don't know.
It was for McNulty.
The deputy, he knows this, too.
If you see him put that red hat on anybody's head...
Come on, girl, we gonna hook you up.
thinking of some shit to make the fries taste better.
Field interviews, sir, police work.
-Lieutenant-- -Wasn't bullshit.
Just cover yourself.
Rhonda, darling...
You think it's good for business to put it out on the street...
Called in a Signal 13 on the radio, like he was under fire from a sniper.
Info's already in the file.
Two jobs.
Just you, me, my partner and Mr. Shit here.
"I Tell You This, I Don't Know Shit About Shit, But I Do Know This..."
Besides, you don't give your people up to lID.
that our witnesses get killed?
Yeah.