Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What did you all learn when you went to the Terrace...
you're gonna have a file thick enough to see the light of a trial board.
I can't carry him on this. You know who Special sent me?
I'm hit! Signal 13.
-No, sir. -I got his mother over at lID...
Nice truck.
and surveillance equipment.
It ain't about right, it's about money.
Single headshot, close range. Bullet pancaked on the inner skull.
-Questions? -Yeah, who signs the overtime slips?
-I don't need people I can't trust. -Yeah, who does?
Where you going?
of the 221 building, you know? Who gives a fuck?
I can't. I mean, hell, you beat us in court.
I'm like, it ain't gonna hurt for me to say I'm sorry the man got killed.
They killed a fucking witness out of your court.
Lester Freamon? A cuddly housecat.
is for being a state witness in Barlow's case.
What the fuck did I do?
I saw the story in the paper. I want you to know I had nothing to do....
In the hole, y'all.
So, I'm gonna write my clowny-ass name on this fat-ass check for you.
No, we pull McNulty up, the judge will bring the press into this.
You really think that? You should have come to me.
-You should have hung them. -If I hang them, I hang myself.
-Man, I don't know. -Exactly.
Big one today Cuntychops!
You came here from Casualty Section?
That forces the department to commit to the investigation.
I mean, just say something.
Shit!
two hand-held radios, a shotgun...
Five, eight, eleven.
...who ain't even in the game....
Make lemonade.
-But if the state's attorney's office were to-- -No, no.
You need a prosecutor.
I got nothing to say.
Look, I know there could be two dozen other reasons...
Asshole lieutenant thinks he can buy-bust his way to Avon Barksdale.
You coming?
I'm a Murder Police, I'm here about the bodies.
-I'm a judge now, the rules are different. -You missed a spot.
-You want him to write on it? -Write on what?
Get the radio.
He's muscle.
He calls his lawyer, that's supposed to be the end of the interview.
I'm not in need of your services, bro. I'm offering my services to y'all.
I mean, I'm sorry for the man, but I ain't got nothing to say.