Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Doesn't drink anymore?

Come on. Take your juice.

Frankly, you been in it as long as me...

I don't know...

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Go show your teacher. Come on, man.

and they all just a bunch of begging-ass bitches.

-What happened? -Nothing.

You trying to rip out my guts?

"Bill Rawls, you are a reasonable fucking guy."

That's Omar's boy.

In the cemetery, you were telling us that a guy named Bird killed the working man.

-Yeah, hello? -You ain't gonna believe who I'm looking at.

That was one of them.... What i do you call it? A question you don't have to answer.

I'm a man of my word. I said it would be $4,000 to Omar...

But one man with two barrels ain't enough, Omar.

I swear, you show me the son of a bitch who can fix this police department...

Hell, why don't you just send me back to Property and keep everyone happy?

You know, with the jump-out, Omar, all that shit.

Coming on into the low-rise courts.

He plays stiff every now and then, but he's a good man.

Now, you're going to do what you're going to do.

-What about the dog? -Fuck the dog.

It was McNulty who made the ballistics match on these murders...

playing with beepers and pay phones and body mikes...

-Major, I'm not-- -He's a good-looking kid, huh?

for 40 cents a foot, you might as well go to Home Depot, pay them.

You are a reasonable fucking guy

Ain't nothing going late, man.

Fuck Daniels and his ass-kissing up-the-chain-of-command ambition.

We reasoned. We did.

15 pitches and 10 of them have been balls.

Just let it go.

-What girl? -The one in the apartment.

-One-- -We're not here to talk cases.

And fuck up our case in the process.

Hotter than the Wu-Tang, killer bee.

Around the way.

It's too much drama, right?

Oh, boy. Come on, get up! School day. Y'all gonna be late!

I'm ready to be good.

-What's up? Where you at? -Where you at?

Did you know what you were doing when you left the Boys' Village, son?

Anyway, you've got enough money to go get yourself one now.

-Come on, Jay, be right on this. -I can't. It's Rawls, he wants warrants today.

That nigger's enemies got enemies.

but he doesn't do much other than work. He's got this case in his gut like it's cancer.

having been manipulated by older traffickers in his neighborhood.

Bailey? Please.