Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yeah, they feeling it now. - They protecting the fuck out of it, too.
You're still not connecting the dots, Marvin.
They can't take away your E.O. D, Marvin.
Lieutenant Daniels exemplified this new spirit just the other day.
Don't look at me.
and he's never had a single one of his goo-goo bills pass the committee.
- It's a murder, Bunk. - The word from upstairs...
Make it quick, Tommy.
I don't care how many years you have on this job.
I swear, I'm sick of all of this, man.
For Christ's sake...
- What? - Look, we're real busy.
with the reduction that matches just what we promised the Mayor.
No, but you call the personnel office...
We keep the lid on tight. You know, they know we're not their friends...
The delegate, he can smell those paint cans.
"and I'm going to be back in that hardware store, mixing paint."
You think there's some paper? Something the Mayor signed?
He took a lot of hot corners and cooled them.
Gone out County way.
We're gonna be all over that motherfucker, till the bitch hit the ground.
- He don't look like much. - He's dropping bodies.
He was called.
The new city editor wants a 40-inch weekender on liquor board reform.
Ain't nobody got nothing to say about a 40-degree day.
Demper's always been a hack.
"were effecting pursuit and arrest of aforementioned suspects."
Another one from charm city It's still true today
You out the game, then?
But in the Western, what do I get from a veteran commander?
Shit, me? I'm going to 12-hour shifts on the weekend, man.
It all tells me that you lack a fucking clue.
I was directed to delay that class.
Because.
His shit was as weak as ours, no question.
don't make me your shovel.
- You called my desk looking for me? - Yes, I did. Come on in. Grab a chair.
Agg assault with a two-by-four? I don't think so.
"You know, this don't go through, I'm torched...
- It's Councilman Carcetti. - Hold, please.
Shit, shit, get down, get down.
Jesus!
Look, the great white deputy has spoken.
Homicide rate's climbing, felonies are up, we got patrol vacancies out the ass.
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I want an investigative strategy mapped up by week's end.
And that's just the ones with West Side addresses.
You know why?
Don't matter to me none if they did.
The way it turned out, they the ones that fucked up.
And I'm like, "Nigga, if you want to sell me a new car...
You go away for a year and the whole world changes up.
It's Friday gentlemen Productivity will not save you
Kintel Williamson, who the fuck?
You read the paper? I look like shit.