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We lose nothing.

-Copper house. -Got to be got, homes.

-Lieutenant, please-- -You were dumped on me, Augie.

Come on, getting greedy. Take the chips!

we catch that murder. We get there before the murder.

-D'Angelo Barksdale, not Avon. -D'Angelo on behalf of Avon.

We will contend that it was Preston who was the victim of a brutal police beating...

Lopez on the mound. The pitch is outside.

Westside exchange. Number's encoded, right?

He's beeping someone.

All right, going to Homicide.

Me and Uck, here, we got something on, too. We got a plan.

That wasn't right.

Thing about it was his eye. His eye was blown out.

All McNulty lookalikes makes someone who is otherwise as reasonable as me ”unreasonable"

They're taking pictures of an empty patio, dusting the backyard gate for latents.

put $500 in Wee-Bey and Bird's hands for doing the muscling up.

For one thing, you all did take his stash.

over the unit operating budget to staff the case.

I don't see a circuit court judge being able to argue...

I understand the interest in clearing these cases, I do.

Thank you. Come on, dreamer.

I'm going to....

the juvenile system in this city is fucked up. It's a big-ass fucking joke. No offense.

Look, in my game...

If the wire doesn't give us a case, he can charge all the murders he has.

A young boy who was with him, light-skinned kid from the cemetery.

-Damn dog got Norris, too. -You didn't think to warn me?

I just figured he tried his hand on the wrong corner and got dropped.

He wanted your boy to give you up.

Just go get help, man! What are you doing?

And the other one was open. And yo, Dee, it fucks me up.

You tell Rawls that?

-What happened there? -Someone stole his lawn furniture.

his boy Stinkum...

-As a favor. -Yes, sir.

Especially that part about how it ain't gotta be like that.

We go to Daniels. If he fights, he fights.

You didn't tell anybody? Stinkum, Bodie?